briskpuma23 said:Venting can be a good thing, sure, but what happens when it just spikes your blood pressure instead? It definitely happens—one swear word leads to another, and they just feed off each other, fueling more anger and agitation.
Most of my cursing happens behind the wheel. Usually, it’s ironic. I’ll drop a heavy one, but everyone knows I’m not actually angry; I’m just using it to categorize how stupid a certain situation is.
That said, I am trying to cut back. I’ve started using "Jesus Christ" for the shock value and managed to slash my swearing by about 87%. At least, that's the goal. 😬
The bigger issue, though, is how profanity affects people who don't know you. Yesterday, I walked past a police station and saw five officers—some coming on shift, some heading out—just chatting casually. Every other sentence was something like "Goddammit," "Screw you," or "Get lost." It sounds terrible, totally unnecessary, and yet, by their standards, it’s probably just a perfectly normal conversation.
There's a massive difference between venting alone and actually getting in someone's face to strip them of their dignity (including those creepy necrophilic vibes). That kind of thing just cranks up the tension and never ends well.
I swear, almost exclusively, while driving. And usually ironically. I'll drop a heavy one, but it's obvious to everyone that I'm just grading the sheer stupidity of the situation rather than actually being mad.
I don't think I know a single person who doesn't swear behind the wheel.
Though, I am trying to cut back. I started using "Jesus Christ" to sound more appalled, which has dropped my swearing by about 87%. At least. 😬
Hahaha, well now you're headed straight to hell.👍
Otherwise—the real issue is how swearing affects strangers. Yesterday, I walked past a police precinct and saw five officers—some coming in, some heading out—just casually tossing around things like "Goddammit," "Screw you," or "Get lost." It sounds terrible and totally unnecessary, even though, by their standards, it was probably just a normal conversation.
Don't let it get to you; they live in a different world and you have no idea what they've dealt with. I used to get offended hearing two best friends greet each other with insults, but nowadays, I don't even blink. As long as you aren't being genuinely abusive, it shouldn't matter.
Bottom line: I'm grateful for the richness of our language and all these colorful curses that don't even translate well. I'd much rather swear honestly than try to act polite and choke myself down with a mountain of antidepressants.
Just so people think I'm refined and cultured (which, obviously, I am).