Ditch the Screens! Let it Go

My wife reminded me this morning that I needed to tone down my semi-aggresive email directed at the our local electrical provider, who publishes and sends out a summary of our monthly charges.

Like most businesses, they prefer to give out a customer service phone number, without providing a method of communicating via email.

Fine for the hearing world, but how do we, the deaf, work with this?

I did my soapbox rant as per usual, but Mary calmed me and suggested that there may be a method, other than Saturday morning rage, to fulfill my advocacy

You can rage against the machine, but the machine is just the world. Psychologists understand that anger, unresolved, turns to depression, an even more toxic drug. Don’t drink the rageahol, friends. Just live. Turn off your phone or screen. Go outside. In most cases, as my mother used to say, worse things happen at sea.

Most of the philosophers and belief systems in the world try to tell us that rage, like any extreme emotion, needs to be looked in the face, understood for what it is, and let go. That’s the answer, no matter what. Only then can real problems be understood and resolved.

Taking my wife’s advice, I let it go and went outdoors to regain some sanity, mediate, and give thanks for all we have.

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

4 Replies to “Ditch the Screens! Let it Go”

  1. So, did you end up asking them too provide email to communicate for those of us who need it? Just not in a rage way, or did you just let it go?
    I want to write a couple of doctors here who don’t have patient portals so I can communicate with the office easily. The city I live in has the state school for the deaf and the blind, there is a lot of literacy here on the subject, yet there still needs to be more advocacy.
    I’m not the best on diplomacy sometimes, I get too passionate, um raging, about the subject. I just want to be able to be more independent.

    A little about me….I lost my hearing somewhat suddenly 6 years ago…over a few months, I’m stuck in the in between world, I’m a double CI implant recipient, I do not know ASL, and I can’t hear on the phone. I’m also not the best speech reader, but I can read some people pretty well. I hate to admit it, but I feel pretty isolated due to my hearing loss.

    I really enjoy your blog.


  2. Hi Wendy: First off my reply after “editing back the rage” asked somewhat in a snark way why it took me half my day to find a way of reaching out them via email, then ask ed why they insisted on this format. It was much kinder than my initial “ragaholic” idea was as I eventually found a way to contact them via email. I do not use phone either, and I too am in the “liminal” space between hearing and deaf: We hear (sort of) with our CI’s, yet we miss tons because the sounds we get are just sounds a lot of the time. We don’t fit in the Deaf world because we are implanted and we are not fluent in ASL. The liminal space is a lonely one for us as we “don’t fit”.
    Thanks for your wonderful comment and thanks for reading my blog Wendy


  3. This is REALLY good! It’s so important to let go of anger and upset, and God the end was amazing.

    I work with people to forgive themselves for the judgments that they place, which is a pretty radical experience for many.

    Blessings to you––I’m uplifted every time I visit your blog.


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