What is the most frustrating experience you had today?

Updated on : January 20, 2022 by Alisha Murphy



What is the most frustrating experience you had today?

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I attended my first TDoR (Trans Day of Rememberance) event with my son who is trans. I knew they would be reading the names and showing photos of transgender people who have been killed in the last year for being transgender. I didn't know that they would be reading their ages and how they were killed. I am an HSP (highly sensitive person), also known as an empath. I absorb the pain of others. They only read about half of the names, about 180, there have been more than 300 deaths in the last year. My son, who is 15 years old, was this

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Warning: You just opened a huge can of worms ...

I attended my first TDoR (Trans Day of Rememberance) event with my son who is trans. I knew they would be reading the names and showing photos of transgender people who have been murdered in the last year for being transgender. I didn't know that they would be reading their ages and how they were killed. I am an HSP (highly sensitive person), also known as an empath. I absorb the pain of others. They only read about half of the names, about 180, there have been more than 300 deaths in the last year. My 15-year-old son was as stoic as possible despite everything: he held his mother's hand as I sobbed uncontrollably and exposed my emotions for all to see. There was so much pain in every case read ... most of these weren't quick killings, execution style ... being stoned to death, being set on fire, being slowly beheaded, drowned, tortured ... so many young adults and even teenagers ... knew what was happening to them, and they knew why, because of who they are. They endured immense and excruciating pain ... how terribly terrified they must have been. After reading them, a beautiful and original acoustic song was sung ... while a slideshow with the names and images of the victims of the Pulse shooting was played on the big screen. There is so much hate in the world and I don't think I can take it. An acoustic song was sung ... while a slideshow of the names and images of the victims of the Pulse shooting was played on the big screen. There is so much hate in the world and I don't think I can take it. An acoustic song was sung ... while a slideshow of the names and images of the victims of the Pulse shooting was played on the big screen. There is so much hate in the world and I don't think I can take it.

All of this frustrates me for multiple reasons.

  1. It should have been the strong one, so that my son could feel and express his pain / horror. He is the transgender, not me. He even got up and read two of the names and details of the case. They asked me if I could too, and all I could gather between sobs was, "It's not possible."
  2. I made a fool of myself in front of more than two hundred people, including the mayor of Seattle. It became me and the pain I was feeling, rather than the pain of the precious and irreplaceable people who were killed. I heard others sniffing around the room, but I'm pretty sure I was the only one sobbing for almost an hour and a half.

Now aren't you glad you asked?

Man that was very frustrating and sad for me. There's a friend of mine, let's call her A. Last year, in ninth class, she asked me about a job that I reported to her. But I myself did not clearly know about the biology file. So our conversation went like this:

A: - Yaar jaldi bta biology ki file kaise banegi?

(Friend, quickly tell how the biology file will be made)

Me: - (looking for the notebook in which I have written about the biology file).

A: - jaldi bta, jaldi bta, bta na, bta….

(say quick, say quick, say na, say ...

Dimaag mat kharaab kar, jaldi bta.

(Don't make me mad, tell him quick

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Man that was very frustrating and sad for me. There's a friend of mine, let's call her A. Last year, in ninth class, she asked me about a job that I reported to her. But I myself did not clearly know about the biology file. So our conversation went like this:

A: - Yaar jaldi bta biology ki file kaise banegi?

(Friend, quickly tell how the biology file will be made)

Me: - (looking for the notebook in which I have written about the biology file).

A: - jaldi bta, jaldi bta, bta na, bta….

(say quick, say quick, say na, say ...

Dimaag mat kharaab kar, jaldi bta.

(Don't make me mad, say it fast).

Inner self: - Behn ruk ja, konsi train pakadni hai tujhe?

(Stop sister, what train do you have to board?)

Me: - (out of frustration) I don't know.

A: - Pay h?

(Are you crazy?)

Me: - Haan, tumhare liye.

(Yes, for you)

A: - Dimaag mt kharaab kar.

(Do not make me angry)

Me: - Main nhi kar rhi hu. "Tera ya h toh main ky kar sakti hun", this line is silent.

(I'm not going to make it. "Your brain is already a faulty piece, what can I do more about that?", This line is silent.)

A: - Rehn de phir. Bye.

(Leave it. Goodbye.)

The next day, in the What's app group, our Mahabharata was still in full swing. She is too direct, which is why she started releasing reactive statements.

Me: - Har baar galati meri hi hoti h ky?

(Every time it's my fault?)

A: - Teri kuch galtiyon ki wajah se sab tujhse door ho jaate hain.

(Due to your some mistakes, everyone turns away from you).

Ek ko samhalte samhalte sab alag ho jaate hain.

(Taking care of one, the others separate).

Me: - Maine kisko samhala?

(Who did I take over?)

A: - Chod ab.

(Leave it now.)

Me: - Tum aise kaise keh sakti ho ye.

(How can you say this?)

A: - Yaar plz chod Ab.

(Pal, please put it down.)

At the end of the classes, I spoke with my other friend, who is also our mutual friend, about that matter. She was also in the group and knew everything. She agreed with me that what A has said is not good and is not true. He also said that he thinks A was not in a good mood. I thought that too. Because it has happened so many times. But this time it was too much. But I don't want to break my friendship with her, so I apologized to A.

A: - Koi baat nhi yaar.

(It's okay.)

Me: - Tera mood kharaab tha.

(Was your mood not good?)

A: - Haan yaar. But abhi theek h.

(Yes, friend. But now it's okay).

Me: - Ky hua tha.

(What happened.)

A: - Kuch nhi yaar. Chl goodbye. Baad me baat karungi.

(Nothing friend. Ok, bye. We'll talk to you later).

I am good.

He was so frustrated with her from within because he didn't even apologize (he never really did) for his earlier behavior, which was not good. I think so. My frustration subsided after talking to our friend. A is too simple, I know it from the first time I saw it. But honestly, I don't want to be so blunt. In fact, the reality is that I cannot be too direct. That day I understood the true meaning of "Think before you speak." Perhaps I have also said something to him that I should not have said. But from that day on I decided to speak to her, but not frankly.

The end.

Until then have fun! ✌

AA...

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