Unfollowing

They can lend confusion to illusion,

Fill their bucket up with acid rain,

Erode the hope with holes, always half-empty,

Then whinge the whine to hear themselves complain.

They can take, from distance, and from closer,

Syphon off my positivity,

Tell me I’m a dreamer, they’re a realist,

Well, shucks, that’s rich, I feel their negativity.

So, yeah, it’s hard, ’cause life is hard, no karma,

No luck, no change, ‘no nuthin’, their war cry.

So, suck it up, the train’s the same for all of us,

Just do it, this is life, just do or die.

I’m seeking out the people who have patter,

Some humour with my daily dose of politics,

Poets who encapsulate ideas, without depressing,

Essayists who rarely miss a trick.

I’m looking to the loving and the hopeful,

The serious, the humans in my midst,

Who can argue for a cause and give their reasons

And can do so without always sounding pissed.

I’m looking to the pictures that inspire me,

The photo journalists who see all life

Through lenses, filtered to advantage,

Depicting the beautiful that’s rife.

I’m topping up my bucket, mainly half-full,

Filling it to flowing with fresh hope,

Negating all the negative surrounding

Before I cut myself a length of rope.

I’m finished with the suction they enjoy so,

The leeching from my spirit for their fight,

I’m complaining here and then I’m through, for nothing

I can say or do is ever really wrong but never right.

Unfollowing, ’cause I am done with whiners,

Not the hurt who try and stoically march on!

But the people who can only peddle sorrow,

And share their pain as salve to ego torn.

My own fault, I guess, why did I follow,

Believing somehow I could ease their pain,

I’ve learned that only selves can change their own selves,

My presence there is futile, no one gains.

I must confess a luxury in dissing,

In doling out the lessons hardily won,

I’ve been there, no wish to recreate it,

Embraced a different mindset. Now I’m done.

 

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12 thoughts on “Unfollowing”

  1. I hear you. I am always so selective in who I follow and who I let follow me. I simply cannot handle the stress and negativity, never have been good with such unhelpful attitudes. Even when I was working as a paralegal, doing divorces, custody cases, and all forms of negotiations which were often stressful for all, I still had to be selective in my friends and optional reading. I deal now with a lot of Criminal Justice study and history, but I will always pull back when it gets too overwhelming for me. When I first found myself not being able to work, depending on the Internet for my relationships, I unintentionally ended up being involved in all kinds of political sites which just oozed negativity. All the yelling and arguing on these sites and comments; it was making me sick and depressed. You know my situation, and I seriously don’t need anything peripheral to add to my stress, bringing on depression, which seems to always be orbiting my head. I have no fear in unfollowing people, I also don’t need a ‘count’ on my friends on FB. I would rather have 2 really good people on FB than 150 negative people.
    Peace & Love

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  2. Absolutely, Rene. I almost packed WP in a few weeks after joining because I got too involved in reading others’ problems I could do nothing about. I wanted to help in some way but it became apparent that sometimes people just need a place to vent and didn’t really need/want any contribution unless it agreed with what they were saying repeatedly. It was getting me down.
    I’ve felt a bit like that this last while back again. Slipping into old habits. I’m vexed for folk but I’m not much help if I end up being as depressed as them.
    So many people struggle on and make a damn good job of persevering against odds I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy. Those I can handle. I can support. In whatever small way I can. But I realised lately – again – people themselves have to be at least fighting their own corner for anyone to be of any earthly use to them. Otherwise, it’s head-banging time. And I have enough headbangers in my life I have to work with without going looking for them! They seriously depress me. Suck all my energy. I can’t hack it for so long without needing my own relief from their pain.
    And, as you say, political forums can be similar too. I’m selective there with what I contribute if it just looks like a slanging match. Huge doses of negativity I can well live without. Peace and love to you too, Rene. You’re a fighter.xxx

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  3. Exactly, Beth. Then I’ve got some to spread around instead of having it sucked out of me. People like yourself, with your observations on life, can still hit the mark time and again but in a way that recognises the beauty still inherent. Maybe it’s because of the children. You can’t work with them and not feel their positivity and the need to sustain that for all our futures. Here’s to kids and their outlook on life!

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