complaint dept

Aug 02, 2017 10:04

I imagine that people who do a lot of complaining were fortunate enough to have a parent who did respond to their crying when they were a baby. Most likely not productive responding, but neurotic and anxious responding. But that's irrelevant. We know that fully neglected babies like those in orphanages, learn to stop crying completely.

I have always been a complainer. I wine, and fuss, and complain about the injustice of every situation. But it never gets me anywhere. It just seems to further my anxiety, and the anxiety of people around me. And so I imagine, that was how it was in my infancy. My mother was high-strung, and I doubt she responded with any soothing kindness or generosity, but rather, as if my cries were an imposition and a critique of her ability to parent that she took Supreme offense to. And in turn, I suffered Shadows of the same problem with my own babies.

I don't want to be a complainer. It never serves any purpose. Preaching to a choir or spitting in the wind, take your pick.

Like those babies in orphanages, I have finally learned that nobody is going to respond to address my concerns. My work issues will never go away, aside from my finding a better place to work. So it is that I don't particularly wish to complain. I feel silly.
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