Matthew 7:1-3
"Judge not, that ye be not judged. For with what judgement ye judge, ye shall be judged."
Judgement is an inevitable part of life. We will judge others, others will judge us, end of story. I get so pissed off when I put something on my Facebook or Twitter account and immediately get barraged with comments from friends and family about how "hurtful" I am being and telling me that I am a selfish, smart-ass bitch (although not usually in those words.) I get so mad that I slam doors, cry for hours, then go on a rampage that results in me having about 70 less Facebook friends. My comeback is always "Do not judge me until you live in my life." But the kicker is, I do the exact same thing to people. I am no better than the people that comment on my stuff, heck I might even be worse. Today I finished a J-term class entitled 'Group and Team Communication,' and at one of our first meetings I was the only one who appeared to show up with her speech ready, cue cards written, expecting that were going to run the full presentation a few times and call it a night. Instead, I was met with people who knew what they were going to talk about, but didn't have any idea of how they were going to talk about it. We were only able to run our presentation once in our 2 hour meeting, and it was sub-par at that. Of course, me being the idiot I am, the first thing I do is post on Facebook about being frustrated that I was the only one with anything done. I had no room to judge my group for not having things ready, because I ASSUMED that they had just chosen not to be ready. There could be a million reasons why they came to that meeting being "unprepared" in my mind, but I didn't bother to find out. I just got ticked and posted on Facebook. My group members weren't mad about my post, they merely told me that when I'm frustrated, I should just talk to them, because they care a lot more and they don't want me to be frustrated. I have ruined relationships because of the things I post on Facebook when I am sad, angry, frustrated, whatever the emotion may be. Half of my family won't talk to me because I frequently post about how angry I get at my Dad for sitting at home all day and leaving the housework and everything for my Mom and I who are gone for most of the day (and now they will probably read this blog post and hate me even more.) My first instinct is always to retort back and say "If you lived a day in this house, you would understand my frustration," but I always fail to forget that they have been through tough shit too, a lot tougher than my Dad not contributing to the household in monetary or other ways. I put myself out there to be judged everytime I post something on those damn websites, and I get so mad when people do in fact judge me, but I do the same thing, both in real life and on social media. Talk about me being a hypocrite.
A new semester is dawning next week, and I am making a vow. When I am sad, angry, frustrated, whether it's with someone in my household or someone from school, the last thing I am going to do is rant all over some god damn social media website about it. So far it's done nothing but make people think I am a selfish, snotty, smart-ass bitch, and I can't blame them for making that judgement. I guess now comes the time for proving to people that I am not what I seem, and the first step is a social media attitude adjustment.
