Recently I have realised the true power, and strength of words. People say that;
the pen is mightier than the sword, 
and I can I 150% agree. In my 20 years on this planet I have never once been in a physical fight (unless you count Karate)which was provoked by anger. However I have been many a war of words, and I have either inflicted or felt the same amount of pain, felt in a physical fight, however through the use of either spoken words, or the written word. Recently I was involved in a argument with someone who met a lot to me, however this person had really hurt me. In the form of a letter to then I wrote down every nasty, and hurtful thing, I could ever possibly think of in order to cause them pain, never thinking they would see it, as my intention was to move it to trash folder, and forget it. I did this for various reasons:
1. I use writing as a form of therapy. I write down everything I would like to say to someone, in the heat of a moment so that it is out of my system, and the words will never come out of my mouth, and our relationship is still in tact. I started doing this in primary school, and it has helped in many situations.
2. If I do keep the letters (which is not very often), it is a reminder of be Emma I hate. The Emma who is willing to say anything in the moment. Who does not care about who she hurts.
However she did see this letter, as I forgot to delete it (we were sharing an account… it’s a long story). If I am being honest I can’t remember exactly what it said. All I know is we no longer speak, and a friendship which I really cared about is over, because of the power words held, and that is one of my biggest regrets.
The difference between physical fights, and verbal words is; once a punch has been thrown, or a kick has happened, eventually those wounds will heal, and it is often forgotten who hit who first, however words stay with us. We hold on to the exact words and phrases which were said, and we can always recite them perfectly, even if something was said ten years ago. Let’s go back to primary school. No matter how years ago, you can always remember the names you were called by the school bully, and you have always carried that with you, and no matter how hard you try, it may not bother you any more, but you always remember what that stupid name did to you and how it made you feel.
Anyway the point I am trying to make here is;
Never under estimate the power of words
They hold more power than a punch, and stay with you for the longest of time!
Love
E xx
E's Journey 