Do It if You Want
I think it’s dumb
This is a rant. Feel free to skip it; I won’t take offense!
I had a debate with a friend yesterday, and we couldn’t reach a rational agreement. It got a bit heated, to the point where they sent me the message above, “do it if you want. I think it’s dumb.”
It hurt my feeling.
Badly.
That’s why I’m writing this; it’s therapy, an exorcism of the demons in my head. And hopefully of the demons in their head as well!
I’m angry, but I don’t want to share this with my friend. I KNOW it’s not the best way to deal with this, but writing about it is all I can do at the moment. I can’t just tell them what I think about their reply. I’m not confident enough.
The problem is that they have a higher social status than I do. I feel I should put up with some of their shit sometimes to keep our friendship alive. Do you know what I mean? It’s like the boss of my company who’s earning 1,000 times more than I do. I guess they don’t deserve it, but I’m willing to put up with it to keep my position.
What if I speak up and my friend doesn’t want to talk to me anymore?
That would be a loss for me. Particularly at the moment, because overall, they’re helping me develop and have good insights. (They might even be right in the particular case that triggered this article.)
I’m grateful we know each other.
It’s a bit of a one-way street; in the sense that I’m receiving much more than I’m giving. But I hope that in the future I’ll be able to give back. Maybe it will be to another person? I like this idea. It would be a sort of helping circle.
What if I found someone with the same type of knowledge but more respectful?
I’m not sure it would work. One of my friend’s competitive advantages is that they’re direct. I like it. It makes it easier for me to understand the feedback. Other people take so many precautions sometimes that I’m confused as to the underlying feedback.
Are they saying the positive things because they mean it? Or to make me happy?
Just give me the real thing! I can take it! Or not! Sometimes, I can’t, but then I write about it and feel better.
Like right now.
Thank you for taking the time to read.
