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A Criticizism Impact

Ladies ad gentleman I got email from some body in Austin, Texas who read my blog. (Excited my fan email!) I wish I could copy and paste his/she email but due to Internet Privacy Act, so I will not.  Therefore I will talk about that person in a different more uplifting way.  Basically this person said I was stupid, don't know what the hell I am talking about and that my man should have a tighter lease on me. Hhhhmmm! (I got a smile face!)  Now I know how many of you would answer this however I took the very high and mighty road on this one.  My Reply was simply this:

Thank you for your words and had you word your email differently than I would have taken your words into consideration.  I am not saying you should kiss my butt because I do not think you can do a good of it; it was because it was not objective.  I will still thank you for your positiveness that came from your negative criticism.  And I look forward to hearing from you again.

As I continue to growth in wisdom I have learned that negative comments are just one's feeling about things that really has nothing to do with you or me.  Think about it!  If someone gets mad at you for some reason than that is their problems. (Mostly likely their were already mad about something else.) And as I continue to grow older I find myself saying "thank you" to all the negative comments and smiling to myself knowing how good it fells to piss some one off.  Yeah it is malicious of me however I just do not have the time to give in people's negative criticisms.  And here is the part the kills me, they call themselves being constructive with their criticism. NOPE and why?  One depending on how the criticism was said and two, who said the criticism. 

Let me explain: with the first one, how the criticism is said, when we talk our body is speaking, our gestures are speaking, and our emotions are speaking at the same time which is how words are projected out of your mouth.  Facial expressions also plays a roll in how that criticism is intrepid.  Only a poke face with negative criticism can make that other person wonder.  At the same time how you have to respond to the negative comment in the same way, with the poker face and nice comments; again it makes the other person wonder.  If you tell me to kiss your butt, I am going to tell you to bend over!  See you were not looking for that comment.

With the second one, who said the criticism.  Think about who you can talk to and say anything you want to that person without being judge. With the exception of your mother and for some you, your wife, you will tell everyone else to kiss your butt! (Except for your boss, I need you to keep your job so you can continue to pay for your Internet.)  You will tolerate some stuff from a real good friend and from someone who you know got your back regardless, but everyone else, nope!  (Sidebar: I believe that my younger brother don't always like to talk to me because I am objective about everything until he says something stupid and then I just go into analyzes this mode with him.  I know that I got to him because he will go tell our Uncle Keith about he feels about what I said.  He hates it because I am point with it and he knows he can not get around it!) Think about those whom you respect that you will sit down and listen to their criticism of you, regardless of whether it is good or bad.  You will still listen or will you?

Now how many of you are going to take that criticism and use it to empower yourself to be a better person?  For some of us that is going to take a while, hell even I am still learning to take negative criticism and turn it into good sometimes.  Learning to brush that negativity off our shoulder take some time.  Learning to not always flip the finger takes some time. And learning how to not call everyone the MF word also take time. 

Constructive criticism from the right person comes with warmth and love.  When it comes to criticism we all can grow from it, however these days we seem to be dying from it.  Sad isn't? How we get killed over empty words.




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