I’m trying to live my life as green as my situation and priorities allow, however in this modern world its easy to fall into the convenience trap. However I’ve chosen not to get down on myself when it happens. I’ve seen a lot of negativity on some of the chat boards and Facebook groups I’m in when someone uses modern conveniences vs a greener product/method/food. Honestly I’m sick of it, I’m sick of all the negativity, I’m tired of hearing people say they are leaving a group after being attacked. Its just silly, we live in a modern world and short of moving out to the bush and living off the land, there is no getting away from that.
I don’t understand the point of exposing our kids to the chemicals in disposable diapers, but do I use them? Yes sometimes I do, and its ok, I make the best product choices I can (no bleach, less chemicals) and only use them when I have to (mainly with teething diaper rashes.) I prefer to take care of colds and other illnesses with oils and healthy eating habits, however sometimes it just doesn’t cut it and I go get an antibiotic or take some acetaminophen. We eat the best we can with as little processed foods as is reasonable for our life however we did eat out today at a fast food place and you know what its ok. I’ve even committed the cardinal sin a time or two of forgetting my cloth bags….and you know what? I wasn’t struck by lighting.
Why can’t we be supportive of each other? Why is a paper bag a reason to have 20 people attack you in a group? Why can’t we just all understand that living the perfect green life isn’t possible and that is ok? I
‘ve found that while the internet can be an amazing tool, it is also a great way for people to hide behind a made up identity or anonymous name and attack others. If we were kids this would be called bullying and there are a lot of anti-bullying campaigns going around. How come its ok for adults to bully but not kids? So what about my non green friends? I must have great ones because I’ve never gotten any flack for my choices from any of them.
