Sharing something disturbing with others
makes us feel better, but what about them?
If we’re fortunate, we have someone in our life who cares enough to listen as we recount a recent event that has upset us.
But are they as lucky? Not that we don’t listen to this person, we do. But she has to hear and, thus share in, our frustration. Unless she’s better at sloughing off painful experiences than we are, we just adversely affected someone with our grievances.
When speaking with those who care enough to listen to us, we need to consider what we are about to say.
We don’t have to be paranoid about this, just considerate. Do we need to speak about everything that happens to us? Might we not drop the memory of painful events before they upset anyone else? Do we really need to talk so much? Text so much? Share every detail of our lives on social media?
It’s not that we need to become recluses. We do, however, need to value all those we are fortunate enough to have in our life.
And respect them, and their peace of mind.