zip it

You know when you say something and it just doesn't come out quite right? 

Or when you kinda meant to say it like that, until you realize how it actually sounded out loud? 

Well sometimes... that's me. (and sometimes... it's other people)

I don't normally regret what I say because usually I had a good reason for saying it and I'm not one to shy away from confrontation.... but what I am noticing lately is that I'm very sensitive to the way others say things to me... and to others. (and when I say very, I mean very)

It drives me crazy. I hate hearing others fight, I can't stand it when someone says something demeaning about another person (even if it's just in their tone of voice), and to be completely honest... it automatically puts me in a bad mood. And now that I think about it, maybe that's the part that I hate the most. I mean, it ruins a good day, a happy moment, or just makes life suck. So yes. I hate it. And yes, hate is a strong word.

And since I'm the complete opposite of a pushover... I usually confront whoever just said something that wasn't all that nice and ask what the heck that was all about?! - and then they deny it, and I look like a complete and total idiot. 

Since when did standing up for myself and others make me the bad person? Why can't people just be nice to each other... even if it's just in the way that they talk? 

Obviously I need to take my own advice on more than one occasion... but I've been making a solid effort to talk politely and respectfully to people. (specifically my family... 'cause we all know that family is usually a trigger for stuff like this) 

Anyways... all this thinking reminded me of this. 

 James 1:19 - My dear brothers, take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry....