If there is one thing I believe in more than anything is the art of ranting. For those days that just suck, you know, when your car won’t start, everything falls out of your bag while walking, your coffee is cold, and on top of that you get bad news; rant.
For about two minutes you have the opportunity to let out every single emotion inside your body and just yell it out. Go ahead, complain, throw your hands up in the air and say “Screw it!” because you can. Rant about the good things, rant about the bad things, rant about that one thing that’s stuck in your head. After it’s done it’s like a complete shock. The moment after, you just feel the relief being lifted off your shoulders, and you just feel better.
Your heart pounds hard and fast and it’s not that you don’t want to stay still, it’s that you can’t. You just pace back and forth and back and forth changing your facial expression with every new word that spills out of your mouth. Your hands fly everywhere from going up and down to side to side. And it’s not that you are yelling at the person you’re ranting to, it’s that you just want to yell because it just sounds better when you do it. Anger just spills out of you and sprawls out onto the floor. Basically, it is like you are drowning in your own words of rant.
One of the best ways to rant is to a perfect stranger. They’re a third party out looker; they can’t judge you, which what makes it better. This is the moment to get everything off your chest. Talk about the people close to you and rat out what bothers you most about them and never get in trouble for it. Admit the lies you have told to people and laugh out loud because there it is out in the open you finally said it.
There is nothing that makes me feel better on a crappy day then a good rant. I’m not looking for any advice or your condolences, just someone to confide in. And when it’s done, it’s done. That’s it. It never has to be heard of again! That’s the magic of the rant.
I believe that everyone has an off day, and its okay. We have flaws, we mess up, we fail; I mess up and fail too. But just for that quick moment, I can say anything I want to. Shout it out to the world and let it be. I can feel like things are going to be okay even though that day wasn’t. Even better there’s always a tomorrow. It’s another chance to rant about something new.
Taking ranting to a whole new level – how it should be.
Jo
