Thursday, March 19, 2026

Complaining Vs Venting Vs Recounting... the difference...

 It's very easy to mix these 3 up because they all involve recalling a negative event. But it is necessary to know the difference between the 3. 


Why:

- As someone who shares her day with her loved one, I dont intend to complain but to recount/vent. I dont want to let my loved ones suffer the negative vibes from a complaint. So i need to be able to check myself.

- Knowing if something is a complaint/vent /recount, informs me of whether to listen and how to respond to the speaker.

- You also dont want to be misunderstood as a complainer when all you want to do is share your life experiences. It makes you consider shutting yourself in than speaking up.


For those whom we tell our stories to, we often dont need a solutions... we need a non-judgemental person to listen to us.


So after searching online, I found this online article.. 

https://www.boostcounseling.com/blog-2/complainingventingandprocessing

That tries to differentiate the three.


Complaining:

- We are sharing struggles, issues, and emotions with an air of judgment.

- Complaining involves blaming someone or something else for the way we feel. We are naming our struggle and sending the accountability of our struggles elsewhere.

- We feel there is a clear(ish) answer/solution but that it lies outside of our control. We are blaming external factors for the tough emotions. A common by product of complaining is helplessness. We feel we can’t change what has happened.

- After we complain we are, commonly, left with feeling the same emotions just dulled/numbed.

- We are trying to absolve ourselves of any accountability.

- Complaining leads to drama, gossip, and toxicity. We are trying to connect, but it’s not connection based upon our values. We’re actually “hot-wiring connection” by trying to get more people on our side (learn more about hot-wiring connection in BrenĂ© Brown’s work). There is a clear argument, and we feel we need others to agree with us.  


Venting:

- Stream of consciousness sharing.

- We are focused on just getting the intense emotions out of our bodies. We are hoping by letting it out, we will feel better.

- We are not necessarily looking for solutions or getting anything from it. When we finish our venting, we can still feel helplessness. But the weight of what was inside, is usually no longer weighing on us.

- We aren’t necessarily taking accountability for the role we play or the choice/agency we have.

- When we vent, these same issues can pile back up because there’s not much awareness/integration with venting. It’s a release without reflection. We aren’t being intentional about working through the emotions we feel.


Processing

- Processing is the experience of exploring the tough emotions associated with the struggle as a way to reflect on and integrate the tough emotions.

- There may not be a solution, but we are able to feel relief as we explore, reflect, and engage with the struggles we are experiencing. We are doing this with someone else usually (a therapist, close friend, or boundaried family member).

- The person doesn’t need to solve anything for us—with processing we are needing a safe place not advice. And by them offering their empathy we are able to be seen in our struggle.

- We are able to get curious about cause, origin, and where to invest our energies (where we have choice in, seemingly, helpless situations). We are wanting to work through the feelings—knowing that there are not simple solutions to complex problems.


It does seem that processing is very different from the former 2. I wonder if recounting is any different as well, especially if we still have residual emotions attached tot eh incident when we recount. I think its really important for everyone to know to know the difference so that we can communicate without spreading more unnecessary negativity in the world. And not enough is mentioned about this.

Sunday, January 04, 2026

Hello 2026

7 years since the last post and too much has changed. I barely even know where to begin.

This year, is truly a new year where I am a freelancer. It's been 8 months since I left SP and honestly I am relieved to have left. Lesser people to worry about and now I have to worry more about myself. I'm also very thankful that the last 8 months have been full of opportunities that I can not believe that I had. The question this year is whether the opportunities will keep coming.

Also, what direction am I going to take? Emcee? Technical Theatre? Crochet? Sewing?

The world has too many possibilities but it is also very scary.

The next question is also about my life stage... what now? Conversion? Marriage? 

I also have been wondering whether I do have some form of childhood trauma... that is affecting me subconsciously... meaning, i dont see it but everybodyelse sees it.

Lastly, I know my passion for youth is still there but do I really still want to engage them? Especially after finally getting out of the previous workplace?

So many questions and honestly i havnt given myself hte time and day to truly reflect and find an answer... or maybe that no matter how i think, its always just been thinking... dammit.

Time to put into action...

Friday, September 06, 2019

Time to move away from everything

Just got off a convo with a really close friend of mine and ended up in tears...

Basically what transpired in the msg was that there was a misscomm yesterday that made it seem like I didnt want my friend to be part of the band. Or that i wasnt keen at least.
Then to add on, it implied that if I was really keen on it, I would have done certain things already..

I know its vague..but this is what made me upset
- it made me seem like I was the one who didnt want him in the band
- that i was insensitive and didnt action where I should have
- That I didnt understand Him enough to know how important this was to him.
- I was destroying his dreams..when I know that He really wants to perform...

And all that combined made me feel like I could do nothing right to even support that dream... That I'm really just a lousy friend... When I KNOW how much He really wants this.. and that hurts the most..thinking that I would be blamed as the one who SHOULD HAVE supported him the most on this and yet wrecked it...
It eventually made me even question what kind of friend I am to all my other friends...

Im more angry with myself than with this friend of mine for what was said...because maybe I should have been more understanding and enthusiastic and forthgoing with helping him with his dreams. And i almost wonder whether i should just move away from him... cause him lesser grief.... and nvr get the opportunity to dissappoint him anymore.

It made me want to shy away from everyone.... save everyone the dissappointment shall we? I cant even love myself...how can I love anybodyelse or care for anybodyelse... honestly..

I'm tired of disappointing people....tired of dissappointing myself...

Wednesday, January 02, 2019

Hello 2019

How do I even begin to summarize 2018? How was it different from 2017?

2018 I saw my cousin Chris get married and David getting engaged. I finally understood what it mans to be in a relationship with someone and get married to the person...how much committment and self destruction it can take...but also how much strength needed to reconstruct...some strength that Im not even sure I have...

I learnt what I lacked and sometimes, how deep i can go to destroying myself...

I also learnt what motivates me.... craft...

I also got sick enough to know that I have to look after my health better..and start looking at being more independent...


2019:
a year of strengthening...

I feel like I've found abit more of myself but I lost a very very very good friend...we are drifting away from each other... and so is my heart... but i guess stuff like that is for the best.. I dont want to think more than will affect me...

This year, I want to aim for strengthening myself...if I cant be a better person, then I cant love anybody...if I cant learn to love myself, then I cant love others..

If I cant believe that God loves me, then I cant love myself...

Thursday, October 04, 2018

letting things out of my chest...again

I gave up writing a long time ago..even gave up on writing songs a long time ago because all I could write was sadness and tears and heartache...
years later..Im still here..in this pit of almost tears...

1.5years since my last relationship and I have cried more and cried more frequently than the last one... Ive had more fear than never...Ive adored and loved and tolerated and forgiven and discovered myself more than ever....
I never felt more fear of loss than this one and the sick feeling I've gotten too many times. The hyperventilation..
I think having lost my heart to 2 people I held dearer than my own life...Im frail... I can feel the heart heaving... I really cant have this heart broken again.... theres no more happy song in me....

I cant bring myself to do anything related to him...which in turn makes it seem like Im bailing on all my dreams...but like the 1st one...I cant bring myself to do something and remember the one that got away and have my heart ache so much that I wished they were here....

I cant bring myself to recall his smell...sleep in his shirt...even if that would keep me at ease...

Ive developed such a paranoia that I cant be productive... nothing helps..not even beer, which I took to in the beginning....

I cant even bring myself to speak to him because if I sense that I annoy him or that he doesnt care....I bail..I dont want to be hated by him. That scares me as much as Imagining that He getting into medical problems from smoking....

Yet He triggers me so much just by saying things like "See you when I see you" or "it doesnt matter anymore" ...or when im trying to show concern, he turns around and questions me for something... it triggered me so much because its like he pushes me away...
As if me asking...was a foolish thing to do.... as if it was wrong for me to even bother...
When I say "take care.." I almost hear him say "no lah! Im gonna go home and kill myself" or if I say " have a good sleep",,that he's say "no lah! im gonna stay up all night and party!"
Makes me go...why did i bother....

I know he cares.. but maybe as sister..at least thats what it feels like sometimes. I know he tried to meet up before his trip to Japan...and I was sooo happy then...I just wished we could have another chance at this... but a small voice has been saying "he's just lonely and your one of his closest friends at the moment...."

I am partly angry, partly guilty, partly ashamed..I wished I was my old self without wondering if He'd still be in my life. I need him to know that I really want him in my life but not when I am in this state...I need to be away to get myself again...I need myself back...yet I know I cant be my old self coz My old self stinks..I want to be a Better me...but Im so tired of being strong....

I know I cant be the ideal person that he wants..I will never be perfect... and its true...love isnt everything and in a way..because of that...it scares both of us that maybe 1 day we'd fall out of love..and yet how can I dismiss that Ive had feelings for him since I knew him.... something in me knew that he was gonna be trouble to my heart.... But I still love him despite how he can easily break my heart in 2...or 2000 pieces.... He's taken me down whilst trying to build me up...and I feel useless despite knowing that I should be able to be better...

If I could only speak to God and ask Him how my life is meant to unfold...and whether he is in it....
Im tired of playing this game whilst others get to find their person and walk off hand in hand. Whilst I....I sit in the corner, hunched and crying over people who might have already "in their hearts" walked off hand in hand with their own lives.

Lord...save me.. from this broken heart...i hear it shattering slowly...