{"id":4629,"date":"2019-02-20T12:07:00","date_gmt":"2019-02-20T19:07:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/?p=4629"},"modified":"2019-02-19T22:08:11","modified_gmt":"2019-02-20T05:08:11","slug":"i-meant-to-do-that","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/2019\/02\/i-meant-to-do-that\/","title":{"rendered":"I meant to do that"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I know I have made plans to cry from time to time.<\/p>\n<p>When I knew the audience I was working with, and I had a goal in mind, I would plan to let the tears go.<\/p>\n<p>To be fair, I have definitely cried when I didn\u2019t\u2019 want to, and had to excuse myself to return to the topic&#8211; when I have lost my composure and most certainly was not behaving with intention.<\/p>\n<p>Emotions are not under my control. Unless they are. And then I can use them. Like, when I knew it would help to cry. And I could work up the tears to get what I needed out of the situation.<\/p>\n<p>But one thing I haven\u2019t learned how to do is yell with intention. If I yell, it\u2019s a loss of control. I probably feel like I\u2019m in control, but those might be the same times when I think I\u2019m not yelling.<\/p>\n<p>My daughter has a fine-tuned sense of when I am yelling. And it is not always associated with an increase in volume.<\/p>\n<p>But really, when I get yelled at by someone else<\/p>\n<p>a friend<\/p>\n<p>my husband<\/p>\n<p>a boss<\/p>\n<p>Volume isn&#8217;t the biggest factor.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s the emotional content.<\/p>\n<p>Crying is emotional too. No doubt. As I think about it, however, crying in front of someone is only about myself. It&#8217;s admitting that I feel something. It&#8217;s an exposure of something inward. If I cry, it&#8217;s being vulnerable and exhibiting something about me.<\/p>\n<p>The emotional content of yelling is a push. It is expressing a judgment of someone else. Judgments are sharp things.<\/p>\n<p>I suppose done properly, voicing a judgment that lifts up rather than puts down is a force for good.<\/p>\n<p>Come on! Don&#8217;t give up, you can do it!<\/p>\n<p>If you push just a little harder you will achieve it<\/p>\n<p>That might be called cheering rather than yelling.<\/p>\n<p>But judgements most often don&#8217;t work that way. And yelling is for the most part a hurtful expression. It most often happens inside my own head too.<\/p>\n<p>I yell at myself so often it doesn&#8217;t even require words anymore. And it&#8217;s not very helpful.<\/p>\n<p>We were discussing this at my diet support group. We encourage one another to persist, and to keep going in our path to good healthy choices.<\/p>\n<p>The leader said, &#8220;I&#8217;ve been doing this for more than ten years. I&#8217;ve never heard anyone say they hated themself to success.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Hmm. That leads me back to the question that started this essay. When would it make sense to yell with intention?<\/p>\n<p>or to restate<\/p>\n<p>When would it be useful to cut someone with a judgmental statement?<\/p>\n<p>When I say it like that, the answer is unequivocally never.<\/p>\n<p>But to cheer someone on, to state things baldly and with positivity, I would like to do a lot more of that on purpose.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I know I have made plans to cry from time to time. When I knew the audience I was working with, and I had a goal in mind, I would plan to let the tears go. 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