As people in the UK take to the streets to protest about the deep public spending cuts, I find myself ranting at the TV. Not an endearing quality, admittedly but the whole issue has me really fired up.
It’s not that I don’t empathise with everyone effected. I grew up well below the poverty line and we’re not flush now, but I am entirely sick to death of the blame game.
We’re blaming government, (the new one, the old one), we’re blaming bankers and rich people and corporations… everyone ‘else’ it seems, is at fault.
People with ‘problem dogs’ do this too. Hands up, I did it for a long time. When Little Bear would embarrass me I’d explain that ‘He was an angel until he was attacked by another dog as a pup…” There, see, it isn’t our fault, that other big nasty mean dog made him do it!
It might have been the thing that kicked it all off, it might not, but what I came to realise was that putting my energy into the past, although temporarily soothing my battered ego, wasn’t getting us a solution. Little Bear can’t work this out on his own, so it’s up to me to help him.
I decided a long time ago that I’m done blaming. I’m done pointing the finger and looking back for causes. What we both need now is solutions and do you know what? As soon as I decided to suck it up and take responsibility for moving us forward, his behaviour has improved hugely.
What’s that old saying? When you point your finger, there are three pointing right back at you?
Very true and very well put!!!! The rant goes on tee hee xxxxxxxxxxx
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Emma Williams for President – yeeeeaaaahhhh!
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