Carly Simon’s lyrics are the theme of this post….pretty much the theme of my entire life, seeing as I was born to two of the most narcissistic people on the entire planet. Coming from a world where everything is about someone else, sort of locks you into a certain mindset of always trying to NOT make everything about you.
In the days of social media, you can’t just have a simple rant about something on your Facebook status, twitter timeline or even your own blog, without someone feeling like you’re taking jabs at them. Ok, so now here comes my reenactment of one of my favorite movie sound clips of all time. I give you, Rush Hour (1998)-
I NO PUNK BITCH!
First of all Sir/Ma’am, I’m no pussy. If I felt I had to say something to you, about you, that is bothering me…I will either call you or send you a PRIVATE message (if I don’t have you number) and read you your rights. I have no time for childish games or sending subliminal messages through social media updates.
Don’t play the victim when you say something stupid, after people start making you aware of the fact that you just said some stupid shit. That’s not them bullying you…that’s them letting you know you sound like an ignoramus. It really makes you sound like an ignoramus if you can’t explain in depth, WHY you made the comment you made.
Please understand, that people making their opinions known, is not them trying to have an argument with you. Your friend “Lisa” posed a question on Facebook, and asked other people’s opinions. You agree with the no-so-popular opinion and everyone else begs to differ. Not one person singled you out, mentioned you….instead, everyone made generalized comments using the word ‘you’…Not you as in YOU personally. Everyone is answering the question that your friend asked; so how, might I ask….are you being attacked? I’ll wait. *taps foot*
My having an exchange of ideas with my online friends is not an attack on you. You are not that important to us. I am an adult, and just like I don’t engage in physical fights because it’s childish…I don’t engage in cyber beefs nor do I troll. I have bigger fish to fry, and I would much rather look at a dog in stockings than to read about you being butt hurt over a comment that wasn’t even about you in the first place. However, if it isn’t about you and you feel some sort of connection to it….maybe it’s time for some introspection.
In this one instance, you may be right. YES, this post IS about you.