No Place for Moodiness

Another viral video is of a woman who complains that she was waxing enthusiastically about a movie when her husband dismissed her enthusiasm with “it’s just a movie.”

The woman is an absolute douche for making a video about it. That’s obvious but I don’t want to discuss that because it’s very clear and boring. Posting the video is wrong, discussing this with strangers is wrong, but clamping down on such behavior is absolutely right. Shitting on people’s enjoyment and enthusiasm within a family is unacceptable. If you feel moody, show your moodiness to your boss at work. There’s no place for this emotional garbage at home.

Example. I was on my way to celebrate my husband’s birthday when I found out that my father was dying. We were very close and uneasy devastated. I stopped the car, got myself together, went to the celebration, celebrated sincerely and joyfully, and then went straight to the airport to see my father one last time. He would have been so proud of me because he dedicated his life to teaching me that you have to be stoic, you have to protect others from your emotional states. My husband deserved to have a nice birthday and he got it even though I was at the second lowest point in my life. At the lowest point of my life, I also protected him and he protected me. And this is why our marriage survived the worst tragedy that can befall a couple.

I have a very intense emotional life. I’m sensitive, believe it or not, I feel things deeply. I get angry, frustrated, sad, hopeless, etc a lot. But at home I’m always cheerful, loving and sweet. Nobody here knows what I look like “in a bad mood.” I don’t inflict moods on people I love the most in the world.

In the video, both people are emotionally incontinent and exercise no self-control. That’s not a road to happiness.

5 thoughts on “No Place for Moodiness

  1. I agree that the husband was a jerk mocking her taste and that she shouldn’t have made and posted the video. I understand her reaction because my mom is just like the husband with stuff I like, she thinks my music is noisy crap and that reading a lot is a waste of time I could spend doing housework.

    She also thinks my writing is a waste of time since I don’t make money doing it and that my stories are too weird, but she doesn’t mock my older brother for playing loads of video games and collecting anime or our younger brother for watching Marvel movies and playing video games. Maybe it’s because as a woman, my interest in odd music and reading serious nonfiction and history isn’t very feminine and I don’t monetize my writing, it’s a way to get all these stories in my head and onto paper and not a side hustle

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    1. Wait, that’s my mom you are describing. 😀

      That’s exactly how I learned that keeping everybody hostage to your moods is not a good idea. You don’t have to “understand” why a person enjoys something. You can be glad for them and let them feel their joy without crapping on it.

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      1. Hah, then they would get along like a house on fire. But seriously, that’s why I try not to judge people for their taste in entertainment even if really sucks, and mom has sucky taste. She likes silly romantic comedies on Netflix and syrupy pop ballads in Spanish and thinks astrology is a real science, but I don’t mock her to her face and let her do what she likes.

        I don’t like for her to find out what I like because she’ll roast me since I have weird tastes. During my recovery I listened to 30 Seconds to Mars compulsively, the rock band fronted by Jared Leto, the actor. She found out and started roasting me about how their music sucked and gave her a headache and if I was going to marry Jared 😬 I stopped listening to them around her because I got tired of the teasing, and I’m an adult. It’s probably worse for a kid to have a parent tease them for their taste, I’m an adult and it still bothers me

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  2. I agree. The way I think about it is this: imagine you’re very angry. Someone rings the doorbell and it’s a Fedex driver delivering a package. Will you snap at him? Obviously not. So if you can make the effort to manage your emotions so as to not ruin your interaction with a complete stranger, can you not make that effort for someone you love, like your wife or husband?

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    1. That’s exactly, exactly what I always say. My mother would scream like a banshee, practically foaming at the mouth for an hour. A phone would ring. She’d pick up and speak with a completely normal voice. After hanging up, she’d go back to screaming at the same pitch as when she was interrupted.

      People can control themselves. They choose not to with their nearest and dearest and that’s wrong. We need to make our strongest effort for our family.

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