swear less

I backslid. Bad. But you would have too if you spent your evening banging out your words for the day (NaNoWriMo) in the extremely limited free time you have at night after work only to have it disappear somewhere into the ether of the computer space-time continuum when you attempted to save it.

Yeah. I made up at least 1000 of the lost 1800+ words cursing my laptop, my dubious parentage, friends, lovers, work, the state of the nation, NaNoWriMo and Chris Baty in particular (Sorry, Chris. It’s nothing personal), life, and the gods.

Believe it or not, it helped.

it’s fucking difficult

I really want to stop swearing completely. I use swear words far too casually in my normal conversations, and it just sounds trashy. I’ve also noticed I swear much more when I’m stressed out (and of course, when I’m mad). I’d like to find a healthier outlet for my stress.

I still swear but not as much.

When you hear others swear all the time it’s pretty disturbing, so I didn’t want to end up like that.

Well for a week I can say i swore less. Then again I didn’t talk to too many people either. Then I got angry one day. I had hella cuss words to let out. It’s going to take some more time. If I can get through one more anger stage and leave out the profanity then I will think I accomplished this goal.

I’ve definitely noticed a decline in the amount of swears I use since I started working as a day camp counselor this summer. It really helps to have the children around and has forced me to become more wary of what I say.

Replaced “fucking” with “effing” and “fuck” with “F” (“F me!”, “My effing cat puked again!”) (lol). Decreased swearing by about 50% these last couple of days. I don’t want my son to learn cuss words or think I’m a scumbag!

Or you may choose to refer to me as Queen of the Curse Words. I am extremely bad about letting the swears fly free just whenever. One of these days I am going to have the door to my office open and it’s going to get me in deep sh**... uh, I mean, deep doo-doo.

Is “poop” technically a swear word? Because I say “Oh, poop!” quite a bit when things do not go my way. I gotta have something.

After I gave up on my ‘Stop swearing’ goal simply because I realised I didn’t actually want to do it anymore, a fellow 43er (Frannie) pointed out that I could change the title to encompass what I had achieved.

Not only do I swear less now, I’m far more aware of when I do it which I never really was before. I saw that as the key to really getting anywhere with this. Actually, trying to stop altogether is probably how I managed that at all. I spent so much time desperately thinking about what I was saying that I hardly had time to utter anything unpleasant.

There is somewhat of a sweet release whenever you swear, but if you swear all the time it becomes less special. Save them up for something worth swearing about!