What a strange concept. Being offended.
What are they really saying, when someone tells me “I’m offended”
Why do I not care when someone tells me that they’ve been offended my words or actions.
My thoughts immediately jump to “So what?”
How am I supposed to react when someone tells me that they’re offended. Do I apologize without meaning, do I attempt to empathize?
What if someone taking offense offends me? What happens then?
In total honesty, I really don’t care when someone says that they’ve been offended. Someone somewhere is always offended, and it’s impossible and illogical to expect someone to apologize and change the way they act just because someone’s feelings have been hurt. Thinking about it, who cares about your feelings, really? Your family, your mother, maybe a close friend or two? But the world does not care if you’re offended. Honestly and truly.
When someone tells me that I’ve offended them, I feel like that it’s not my problem that their feelings have been hurt. Saying you’ve been offended isn’t some magic saying that makes your feelings and opinions superior than my own simply because you feel hurt because of my actions or words.
Is anyone so important that anyone else should change to accommodate them simply because their feelings have been hurt? Or should they just grow up?
You can expect to be offended, all the time. Sometimes it’s a good thing. Someone once thought that the idea of an intergraded society was offensive. People think the idea that women showing their bodies is offensive, and at the exact same time, people think that not having the freedom to express and do whatever they want with their own bodies is offensive.
Maybe the problem isn’t that you’re offended, but that you think the rest of the world should care. If the rest of the world changed everytime someone was offended, we would simply cease to be. The only way I can not offend someone is by sitting in my room, in the dark.
Oh but wait, my boss will be offended I didn’t come to work. My mother will be offended that I didn’t call her in the last month. My friends will be offended I missed our dates and get-togethers.
Clearly, not offended anyone is impossible. So why should the world conform to one person being offended. What makes that person so special?
Nothing. It’s their feelings that got hurt, it’s their problem.
We can all just grow up and stop acting like the most important person in the world.
I hurt your feeling? Grow up. You hurt my feelings (good job, that’s not easily done)? I’ll deal with them. They’re my feelings, they’re my problem. I don’t expect anyone to change the way they are simply because my feelings are hurt.
It someone did something bad, something that hurt more than just my feelings. Like, say, Stole someone’s bag right in front of me, I would do something. That would require action. But when a crotchety bag of a human says “That woman breastfeeding in public offends me” I just want to take a hold of their shoulders, look them in the eye and say “No one cares. Grow up. Go on with your life.”
And then go on with my own life.