Are you a passive aggressivist?

There is nothing more counter productive than being passive-aggressive.

The passive-aggressivist is one who will not directly take out their anger on you, nor will they tell you they are angry at you. They will instead half give you the silent treatment- half give you blunt remarks, all the while masking their contempt with a thin veil of civility.

Their aim is to be “polite”, whilst still letting you know they aren’t happy with you.

They are like expanding gas in a balloon, waiting to pop. But the excruciating thing for these people is that they resemble an exponential graph, forever approaching infinity. They are forever expanding, getting uncomfortably stretched, but can never release the pressure.

Note the faint scent of sarcasm.

I think it’s obvious by now why passive-aggressiveness is counter productive.

Doesn’t it just make sense, now, to let the anger go?

Just get it over and done with. Go. Shout at the person you’re angry at – if you must. Let them know what’s bothering you.

Just untie that balloon and let the damn air out so you can remain comfortably flaccid.

At the end of the day there are only two outcomes:

  1. The person finally knows what’s bothering you, and they can change. Chances are they had no idea they even pissed you off and they will care enough to make a compromise for you. Everything is all puppies and rainbows from here on out (until the next time you’re pissed off).

2. The person thinks you’re overreacting, in which case at least you have your differences out in the open. And maybe it’s better the two of you have minimal contact with each other.

Either way, there’s no point bottling up your anger because the only person you’re harming is yourself. And being passive aggressive just makes everyone think you’re being a petty, snarky, female dog.

For those of you who only read the first sentence and skipped to the last: Let it go, let it go, can’t hold it back anymore. Let it go, let it go, turn away and slam the door (after telling them why you’re angry).


And that’s my two cents.