Why Didn't They Say Anything?
I decided a long time ago not to feel anything.
Because feeling meant pain.
It meant that I would get my heart ripped out of me.
For a long time, I guess, my strategy worked.
As my mom used to say, when she was angry at me -
"You are cold as ice."
But her words, sharp and incisive, went past me. Life was challenging for me, it was hard to deal with other people and we had a lot of drama at home.
I simply could not risk going there.
All of that is water under the bridge now, thank God.
To the point where now, I easily cry.
I cry at TV commercials!
What made it safe for me to feel again?
The gift of people, experiences and material support that He has placed in my path.
But along the way I've learned that most people bear their suffering in total and complete silence.
Unlike babies, who cry, they stoically bear the burden.
Until one day it's a heart attack, or cancer, or even death by train.
Often they simply walk out the door with nothing but the clothes on their back.
And when it happens, people say, "I don't understand what happened to her (or him). Was it their diet? Was it stress?"
The silence in the room becomes deafening.
People who work in employee engagement know that the problem happens well before anybody takes the time and effort to complain.
It's a principle of life: Nobody sticks their neck out.
If you really want to know what's going on, proactively take the pulse of your relationships, personal and work.
Ask your people to talk.
By Dannielle Blumenthal, Ph.D. The author hereby releases this work into the public domain. Photo by Alexas_Fotos via Pixabay (Public Domain).