After a heated conversation with a man I was seeing, I called my closest friend to vent.
As soon as she picked up the phone, I couldn’t even say hello, and I started talking in circles. I was stumbling all over the place and I couldn’t find my words. I honestly didn’t know how I was feeling at that moment. Was I upset? Did I even care? Was I relieved that he showed me his true colors so I could walk away and avoid yet another man who I knew wasn’t right for me? Or was I bringing in some old stuff from past relationships?
She just let me talk without interrupting me. And by the time my verbal diarrhea was over, I was calm and came to the conclusion (on my own) that things wouldn’t work out with him and I was so riled up because I hated confrontation, but I was glad I spoke up about something he did that bothered me because that was something I’d struggled with.
This all happened without her saying anything except for reminding me that I was safe. After we hung up the phone, I felt so good. I realized it was because she listened to me process out loud and that was really what I needed.
She didn’t give me advice. She wasn’t listening just to respond. She didn’t fill the quiet moments with “mmm-hmm” or “good for you.” And she didn’t tell me about a time when something similar happened to her. She was truly there, and she just listened. That was it. It made me think of all the times I really needed to be heard and the person sitting across from me showered me with unsolicited advice, which has always made me feel a little agitated.
If I’m being honest though, I’ve been guilty of the same thing. The urge to want to do something for someone who has come to you with something they’re struggling with is real. For a lot of us, it’s not helpful. Instead of building trust, it doesn’t make the other person feel heard, and even though it’s well-intended it can feel dismissive.