Why you gotta be so mean?

Why do people have to be mean?  I'm not talking a little snippy here or ornery here, I'm talking blatantly downright rude.

I had a little altercation with a fellow teacher today.  It caught me completely off guard as I generally think very highly of the teachers at my school and have no problem getting along with any of them.  I would like to write more about the experience, but right now I need to distance myself from it, so I will tell you the details another day.  (Do you do this?  When I feel emotional about something I find I have to take time before I can write about it.  Like my brain has to sort of what happened so it can sort out my feelings which will in turn sort out the writing.  I know, it's like, WHAT?!?)

Mainly it just got me thinking about why people feel the need to say hurtful or rude things.  I understand the point of a little constructive criticism, but what is with people who interrupt you, never ask about your life, and are abrupt and downright rude?  I have thought this before when I have gotten rude comments on this blog (Like here. I went off. This is Bonnie mad.), but it has been a long time since I have had a run in like this in person.  (Not like the internet makes it any better.  Why do people think they can hide their meanness behind the computer?)

Have you checked out Nat's #mightylove project?  That's the type of thing I need to remember on days like today.

-Give back love
-There is more good than evil in the world.
-There is more love than hatred.
-People who are rude are fighting battles we don't know about so we must be kind back.
-The kinder you are the easier it is so continue to be kind.

Why do you think people are rude?  Is it really just the "insecure" thing that people always chalk it up to? Or that they themselves are having a bad or stressful day?  If so, I think that's a pretty craptastic excuse to be a jerk to someone else.

Enough of that.  I'm excited to introduce Katie to you.  Some of you might want to throw stones at me, but I will be the first to admit that I don't struggle much with my weight so I can't say much about the subject.  I do, however, have an immense respect for those who do struggle and who diet and discipline and control and motivate others to lose weight and maintain a healthy lifestyle.  That's what Katie does.  She holds herself and others accountable for weight.  And in the meantime she's trying to figure out this whole growing up thing- just like the rest of us!

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Hi everyone! I'm Katie and I blog over at KTJ Weighing In. I write mainly about my day to day life, life in Pittsburgh, my world travels, and I focus on my weight loss journey. I write about the highs and lows and hopefully share a little motivation to others on a similar journey.

I'm excited to be here today and  I really appreciate Bonnie allowing me to guest post! Thank you, Bonnie! 

Today I just want to ask: What do you want to be when you grow up?

Recently I was talking with a friend and she was feeling a bit lost because she is in her mid-twenties and doesn't know what she wants to be "when she grows up." Sure, we are all adults now, but I still have a hard time believing that I'm actually an adult some days. Who said we had to definitively choose what we want to do for forever by x age? What happened to all the dreaming of all the possibilities that could be?

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In first grade we had career day. My mom asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up and I told her that I wanted to be a nun. Seriously. My mother was surprised, but she made me a little nun outfit and I went to school dressed as one for career day. People thought it was so cute and nice that I'd make such a choice. Then they realized that I was just confused.

When I was little, I went to Catholic school. All my teachers were nun and thus, I thought that a nun and a teacher were one in the same. It wasn't until I dressed as a nun all day in first grade that I realized how mistaken I was. Now it is hilarious to think about. I can only imagine what people were thinking when they saw me dressed as one.

For the remainder of most of my childhood I wanted to be a teacher. First an elementary school teacher, then high school. I thought I wanted to teach history or world cultures. But, every teacher I have ever had and my parents all told me that I should be a lawyer. In high school we actually had to write a paper about where we would be in 10 years and I wrote that I'd be teaching at a school. When my paper was returned the teacher actually wrote "if you come back in 10 years and you are not an attorney I will give you $100." 

So it seemed that I was always pegged by people to be an attorney, spoiler alert I am now actually an attorney. I guess they were all right?

Anyway, between the period of time that I wanted to become a teacher and actually became a lawyer, I wanted to be many things. If I wasn't tone deaf I would have loved to be a singer, I wanted to be an Olympian, a doctor, etc. So many dreams or ideas of what I could be and the possibilities seemed endless.

Now, I'm very happy in my career. I love being a lawyer, so far. I enjoy what I do. Still, if I could do anything in the world, I think the best job would be going to the countries ahead of time and be one of the people who plans out all the challenges for the Amazing Race. That would be an amazing dream job! In my opinion, of course. 

So, what do you want to be when you "grow up?"

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