When I was younger, the topics of the vents focused mostly on my job (boss), mom, or dating. As I matured, (cough, cough) so have the topics; still job and mom, add husband, inlaws, traffic, bills, weather, the never-ending dishes in the sink, and of course, my weight.
In general I don’t air my dirty laundry, or most of my complaints on social media, but boy, if text messages could talk I would be in serious trouble. What I have learned though, is its okay (NECESSARY) to vent. Those who say that’s not true, or that they don’t do it, must be lying. (Even men do it….trust me, I’ve overheard my husband talking to his friends).
I know I am blessed and about 85% of the time I have no complaints. But for the other 15% of the time, I am so happy that I have a few go-to people who let me vent, judgment free. These are people with whom I trust with the details of my life because I know they get it. (They are living their on variation of it!) I know I can call/text/email them at any hour and blast about any grievance. Most of the time I want nothing more than an emoticon showing support or just, “Wow, that’s ridiculous.” There are some times when I need to be talked off the ledge…or out of the fridge…or away from the chocolate bar.
I have learned there is no medal for being the silent martyr, and the more you let things fester or stay bottled up, the worse the eruption is in the end. In fact, all those people pretending to have perfect lives are either a) privately venting to their people or b) lying to themselves.
I believe venting allows me to have healthier relationships, be happier with my life, and also, in a weird way, help my friends’ feel better about their situations.
Am I alone? Do you vent?