The surest way to get me to not do something is to guilt-trip me about doing it.
Being a recovering Catholic, I’m pretty sensitive to guilt. After all, I was barely five years old when I learned that I was a sinner and personally responsible for the death of Jesus and I have to say, that’s a helluva thing to lay on a kid.
Where was I…? Oh , right. Guilt-trippers. Whereas in the past they could actually succeed in making me feel guilty some of the time, now I just get pissed off because I realize what a sad-assed attempt at manipulation guilt really is, and it makes me want to get as far away from the perpetrator of said guilt as possible.
This post actually relates to another I wrote some time back called “The Power of No” and will probably make more sense to you if you click on the link, go read “The Power of No” and then come back. Go ahead. I’ll wait. I have to pee anyway…
Back?... Good. See, here’s my point. At this time of year -- especially at this time of year -- when the pressure to please is as pervasive as the pressure to spend, it would seem like a good time to reclaim our right and our power to say no if we want to without feeling all responsible for how shitty someone else chooses to feel about it.
At my age, I know I’ve earned that right, but you don’t have to be an old fart to claim it for yourself.
Happy Guilt-Free Holidays.
If you don’t leave a comment, you will be personally responsible for ruining my day… Just messin’ with ya. ;)