Sometimes if feels like society accepts or even glamorizes sarcasm.
The problem is that sarcasm hurts everyone – the giver, receiver, and any witnesses.
People who are routinely sarcastic have a problem. As suggested in this blog post, “show me a sarcastic person and I will show you a wounded person. And I can tell you where their wound is too.” I have a sarcasm problem. My surest trigger is the presence of mansplaining. My second-surest trigger is the presence of impenetrable lingo. However, I also use it anytime I’m feeling insecure, angry, and socially awkward. And I don’t just use it on assholes, but also the people who love me and whom I love the most.
Sarcasm is not a great form of protection. It hurts the people we love and our relationships. It highlights our vulnerabilities like a flashing neon sign to anyone who cares to pay attention. And it leaves us feeling not so great about ourselves after we use it.
So I made a pact with myself.
I’ve started trying to take care of myself from the inside-out. Rather than doing what is “right” because of what my parents taught me or what society tells me is right, I’m doing things that feel good and right to me – things that make sense to me.
Given all the reasons I’ve listed, sarcasm does not make sense to me. I don’t want to do it anymore. I’m going to break the habit and walk away.
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