Have you ever noticed the ridiculous advice that generations of teachers and “life coaches” have given to us? The kind of advice that, if they thought a little bit harder, it would not make sense to themselves?
“So you’re telling me that sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will NEVER hurt me?”
So “verbal abuse” does not exist? Bullies do not always lay hands on the innocent….in fact most bullying that leads to self-infliction of the victim, even homicide/suicide..ie (Columbine), is verbal bullying and taunting. Even Jesus Christ says that the power of life and death are in the tongue.
I tell my little boy, words destroy or they build up. I would rather endure a few broken bones that heal more quickly ,than a broken spirit that can last a person their entire lives. Broken spirits make broken choices that break other people’s hearts.
I was the kind of kid that would rather get detention, than agree with absurd authority. I questioned my authority, every chance that I got, to see where they were mentally and to see in what ways I could trust them when it came to me learning, or to see if I needed to keep my distance from them.
Even as a child I wanted to live a TOXIC FREE ZONE, life. I have carried that belief into adulthood.
We are told to chase our dreams. In my experience of chasing….it never ended up well. If I have to chase anything, then it is not meant to be. Chasing makes you tired…to the point that you can not run anymore.
Dreams and I have a special bond. We go to sleep together. We wake up together. We eat together. We work and play together, and we make it happen together, but never do my dreams require nor expect me to ware myself out by chasing after them. They are here for me.