April 22, 2015 / By / , / 1 Comment

After much debate of changing the title of this post to a less harsh one, taking it down and putting it back up again, I decided to uphold the intent that each blog’s title shall match the song featured at the end of each post, and I will be damned if I fail! Not today at least. From a creative standpoint, the asterisks in the headline and image of a puppy at least help soften the blow, wouldn’t you agree? Bueller. Bueller?

So, I don’t know why. Blame it on my older brother and his friends for being a bad influence on his little sister, my parents for not grounding me enough, or even society from not shielding an innocent child from developing the mouth of trucker. Or just blame me, whatever. But I cuss, a lot. And when I say a lot, I mean, A LOT. And it feels good, every single time I do it, which is often the word Fuck paired with several another family members of its foul language.

I recently had a conversation with a person who told me that cussing makes people sound uneducated, and that there must be another word that can be used as a substitute, just as powerful in connotation, as the F-word.

One can assume the I words I wanted to say in that very moment. However, rather than striking back, I reflected on it instead with a minimal response, as I think this person was more offended by the time and place I chose to spew my word vomit than my word selection itself.

Given any situation, I personally feel that there are no other words in the human vocabulary that could even come close to the end result of how good it feels to say it, to yell it, to scream it, to think it, and even to do it. It covers all bases. So my response is, No, there isn’t. I’m pretty sure my older brother would agree. Not my Mom though, or my Grandma, however it does make her giggle when I drop the bomb for some reason.

Why is it that cursing feels so good while we are doing it? Why is it that it has the ability to intensify an emotion, or in some cases, make something said even funnier?

When we hear the word apple, we picture an apple. When we hear the word anger, an image of someone yelling at another person or screaming may come to mind. When we hear the word Fuck, neither one of these things happen, but it certainly does something…

 


According a blog post written by Elite Daily, studies have show that cursing is good for the soul, listing 11 reasons why. Read the article in its entirety, it will blow your mind. You’re welcome.

1. It makes you feel less pain

2. It makes you feel stronger

3. It actually doesn’t mean you’re stupid or ignorant

4. It serves as a great coping mechanism

5. It helps you feel much more resilient

6. It makes you feel so much f*cking better

7. it’s more engaging while watching television and movies

8. It helps create close bonds with other people

9. It’s innate and expressive

10. It means you’re creative

11. It helps you emphasize your points


 

In addition to catching up on some of my reading on the subject, I was reminded of a funny yet inappropriate audio clip that I downloaded in college that describes the word in question. It wouldn’t be fair if I kept it all to myself, so have a listen below.

What are your thoughts? How does it make you feel when you swear? Or hear someone else doing it? Does it make you feel empowered, laugh, or does it just make you want to cringe? To each their own, Ladies and Gents, difference of action and opinion is part of what makes the world go round. So have at it, and enjoy the tune while you ponder!

Giggling immaturely, as a 35-year old woman should “probably” not.

 

Bonus Audio:
The Word F**k  |  Unknown Source

 

Song of the Blog: 
F*** You  |  Cee Lo Green  |  Circa 2010

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1 Comment

  1. Stephanie says:

    If my kids are not around I csn swear like the best sailors. Just ask Kathy!

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