Cranky, cranky, cranky…
….and a whole bunch of additional choice 4-letter words spilling out as I attend to tasks today. I’m in a pissy mood. Wait, am I allowed to say that? Pissy, I mean?
Your post, your choice! And of course, your outcomes, too, if someone takes issue with the term “pissy.“
Well, OK. With gusto, now. Pissy, pissy, pissy!!!
Does this help?
A tad, I guess. A tad. Just feels better to directly express how I feel - cuss words and all. Dammit!
Whoa!
And the deep breath I just expelled was definitely a calmer-downer. Really think “calmer-downer” is a faux (not a real) phrase, but it popped right out and feels like a relaxing tonic. And a relaxing tonic sounds wonderful about now.
Oh.
What the heck is going on that brings you to such a state of pissy-ness? Not your usual mode. At all. I mean, expressing pissy-ness and all its near-cousin expletives, pretty insistently?! WTF? (Smile.)
Wait, wait, a factoid is called for (I love factoids!) Did you know that verbalizing pissy-ness, and its expletive-deleted cousins, are wonderful therapeutic stress releasers? Hey, take it from a British psychologist:
“Psychologist Richard Stephens of Keele University believes in the positive power of swearing. He says go for a big one, or even a sustained outburst -- a scattergun of profanity….If people hurt themselves, I would advise them to swear.”
Well, there you go! Oh, but wait, there’s a codicil to the implicit positive power of swearing.
A codicil?
Yeah, sort of an advisory regarding a protracted outburst of profanity.
And….what’s the advisory?
It’s advisable to pick your audience, those who may hear your therapeutic, but sustained delivery of profanity.
Why is that?
Um, not everyone present might welcome a profusion of swearing.
Oh, yeah, right.
But what’s stimulating this particular serial cuss word leakage on your part?
Well, if you must know, I’m scheduled for full knee replacement surgery.
Ah!! Well, damn and damnation, no wonder you’re spilling over with cuss-itude! (New word alert! New word alert!) Yes, well….
Gazing out a window at the tree-filled canopy now. A different approach for releasing stress, but clearly one of many, and certainly still inclusive of cuss-city. (Oh my! All these incredibly creative and therapeutic variations for cussing up a blue streak. I like it!)
Where are you going with all of this?
Hey, great question; no answer. Just feels good, I guess, to put this out into the ether, dammit! I want two good knees again! So there. (Oh, and let’s hear it for my new therapeutically-approved behavior, cussitude!)
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Cuss up a blue streak, Jan! In my experience, it helps pain and anger a ton to dissipate. Of course, as you said, it’s wise (and loving) to choose your audience, if possible. And so best of luck with your g-dmn knee replacement. 😘
My best to you in your new bionic knee endeavor. At least you didn’t have to break it first to get a new one, but mayhaps it took years to get to this point?
My husband had both knees done at the same time. He literally didn’t have a good leg (with a working knee) to stand on. Then he had both hips replaced--one at a time about 3-4 months apart. And as you know I had a total right hip replacement but I had to fall and break the top of the femur first. Talk about cussin’!!! I had some choice sentences to go along with all those expletives as I laid there on the floor. So go ahead and “let out” to the Universe, Angels, Gods, Substack, and whoever else you need to. Eventually, you will feel sooo much better! I promise.