Pusillanimous People

Sometimes, I just don't get people. I mean I get them, but I don't get them, you know what I mean?

In case you don't, (and I wouldn't blame you) what I mean is this: I can understand from a psychological point of view why people sometimes do the things they do. However, that understanding doesn't cushion me from sometimes being baffled when they actually do it. I guess I can only assume that they KNEW better, but just didn't DO better.

Lately, I have been getting increasingly annoyed at pusillanimous people (of one sort in particular). We all have insecurities, but some people, instead of owning their insecurities, direct them in (sometimes) hateful ways toward others. That irks me so much, especially on those occasions when I am on the receiving end of it.

Don't get me wrong, I have been guilty of beginning to tear someone down in my mind only to realize that that downward spiral of thought is a defense mechanism for my own issues. [Side note: I am not talking about constructive criticism]. It can be really hard to come to terms with those dark places within us, because then we have to deal with them. And dealing with your own stuff can be arduous work. So, I get it. Yet, it doesn't stop me from wanting to say, "Your choice to ignore your issues, doesn't give you license to bring others down with you!"

I guess that's the result of living in a fallen world. Hurt people, hurt people and so the cycle goes. I have come up with a new way of handling people who impose their insecurities in a way that is hurtful to others. I am just going to kill them...


with kindness.