Communication is one complex bitch.
There are obvious differences between male/female communication.
Then, there is such a difference between every single person's perceptions of
how they think they communicate versus how other people perceive their
ability to communicate.
Sometimes I feel like this is one of my life's purposes...to help others communicate better & to constantly work on my own, which is an full blown effort in and of itself.
I work with a slew of wonderful folks who are terrible communicators. If I had a nickle for every meeting or conversation I've had there, that actually had all parties openly communicating their points, listening (and I mean REALLY listening) to others input, and having a clear, concise conclusion before the end of the conversation....I'd have about ten cents.
That was just a random thought after a mentally exhausting day.
So, as a wrap-up to my last post.....
I had most certainly ratcheted myself up into a frenzy that night. Buttercup helped immensely & I love her for it. There had indeed been a family emergency of sorts with "Mac" and I ended up feeling like I'd overreacted like a crazy person, then realized that was an inappropriate analogy...
We had a nice face to face talk the following day, which I think did him more good than it did me.
Very much like MM, Mac seems to lack a thick support group of friends & family to talk to, and seems to internalize more than his fair share.
I feel a sense of duty & accomplishment by being a good friend to him in that regard. If nothing else comes of this, at least we have that.
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