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The Mountain and the Molehill

So why is it that men just don't get it? Women need to vent! When we start ranting about this issue or that issue (and usually the issue is of NO consequence either way), we just want to be heard. When men begin adding instructions on how to fix this or that, or try to explain why this or that has occurred, it is interpreted as opposition when all we wanted was an open ear, acceptance and understanding. It is then that the smallest issues become an argument. And guys, the argument in and of itself IS NOT the issue at all....rather, it's us women not feeling support and understanding. "Everything's gonna be alright" and "I understand completely" go a long way. And why can't my mountain (that I completely know is a molehill to you) be a mountain? Even for the 5 minutes it takes to vent....

What if every time ANYONE talked to you about ANYTHING your response was always, "it's no big deal. Why do you have to make it a big deal"? How many people would RUN to talk to you about anything? Is that what YOU would like to hear every time YOU wanted to vent about an issue? And sometimes the issue being vented about isn't even a mountain at all....until, that is, you make the mistake of telling the other person that their making a mountain out of a molehill. Suddenly your lack of inter-personally connecting is now a mountain.

This post isn't so much about funandmental changes....or is it? I'm going to have to put that one on the back burner.

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Ok, so now that I'm not so mad, you can check out a constructive and positive version of this post at www.myspace.com/ielle1992. Click on view blog and then Communication Breakdown.

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