Today I was inspired to write regarding a question I have which is;
Is it ok to judge someone’s writing on the one or two pieces you have read or before you weigh your judgement should you be well versed in all their words and stories.
I try with all my might to make sure I write with my truth, love and I am pure with my feeling. I know that with my illness things get distorted but when I am writing it is truly my honesty in that time.
When I decide to comment on another person’s words I do my best to track down as many facts as possible. If I do go off on a tangent I still ask for all the information so I can process my words. I can admit sometimes I charge ahead with the wrong words or in anger but I am getting stronger in my resolve that I am being truthful in the end about what I have said.
I have been judged many times, I often get judged by family most of all. I believe that those that judge me on what I have written have not read everything therefore don’t have all the facts and are judging me with their emotions. I know just how hard it is NOT to judge with emotions and being Bipolar has my emotions and my rationale confused at times.
Social Media can be a blessing as you can stay in contact either as a present participant in someone’s life or from a safe distant as to not create more drama. I myself do both. I have been blogging for 2 years and been consistent in writing about me, my Bipolar, my PTSD, my Borderline Personality Disorder, my anxiety and my ECT therapy. I have shared my feelings with how I grew up, my parents, my siblings and all that is in between. Yet still I only get judged on “some” of my words not all. Seems like a double standard.
I understand that it is hard for people to read about my up’s and down’s in Facebook. I post happy quotes and I post sad ones too. But it is me sharing my life on my page. I am still trying to find my perfect balance and still working on me, seeking therapy, and taking medication. I still have tonnes of life events to work through and lessons to learn.
Some days I want to slip away from this life so I can haunt those people that didn’t try when I was alive. There are days everything is perfect and falling into place and I am ridiculously pleasant. Then there are the days where I learn I am being judged and now no longer find I am regarded as a ‘friend’ I am now a ‘foe’ in some of my families perception. Those family members that don’t have enough balls to say that the either don’t like what I have written (which would suggest that someone out there is actually reading my blog) or have a legitimate reason to no longer follow me. I guess there are members of my family that are still living in the happy fantasy family and are still unable to see the real life scenarios that I share in my blog.
‘You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view – until you climb into his skin and walk around in it.’ -To Kill A Mockingbird