Something has been
bothering me for some time now. It has
to do with words. Not the overuse of the
word “literally.” Not the overuse of the
words “whatever” or “awesome.” Not
people who say “irregardless.” Actually,
those things really annoy me. But what
really drives me crazy is the overuse of the words “love” and “hate.”
I was talking to
a friend about a new movie and she said, “Oh, I won’t see it. I hate Tom
Cruise.” You HATE Tom Cruise? I may dislike an actor’s acting style, or
their role choices, but hate? No. I save that emotion for more serious matters.
Let me give you
an idea of what I mean.
I hate that my
Father died so young.
I hate Cheetos.
Do you see the
difference? Can the feelings in these
two sentences even compare?
I dislike Cheetos. I can’t stand Cheetos. Cheetos are not my thing.
I think maybe
this all boils down to my love of words and their true meanings. We throw love and hate around so casually
that they lose their meaning.
I love you and
want to spend the rest of my life with you.
I love
spaghetti.
I love my
children.
I love lattes.
Overuse of the
words tends to make the sentiment less.
Less meaningful, less important.
We need to
respect the words. We need to allow them
to express their true meaning. Because
if you stop to think about it there are no two words as powerful as Love and Hate.
Great Wendy. mean it if you say it and say it if you mean it
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