So what the hell are platitudes, and why do they kill your vibe?
“Manifest your reality!”
“Positive vibes only!”
Some platitudes are rotten, and the festering fruit hangs lower.
Once on the train, between a very bad rainstorm and delays, a young lady burst out in tears.
Her traveling companion instantly launched a response, loudly, assertively and deftly, firing off the expected platitude: “It’s ok, it will all be better soon.”
Next to me, someone muttered,
“Yeah, maybe it will still be shit later. These days, I want a date and time when I hear that.”
That’s it, in a nutshell. Platitudes are tired and banal rehashed snippets of crud that get regurgitated without ever freshening them up with some reality checks.
Time doesn’t heal all wounds. No, sometimes minutes, even seconds make the wound worse if you lie bleeding in a combat zone, without a medic in sight.
When the meteor is visible, and you realize you have minutes left before everything on Earth is obliterated, will you blithely exclaim,
“Tomorrow is another day with new opportunities?”
All clouds have silver linings. Well, no. Fact check incoming: some remain miserable, dark and gloomy.
If a stranger on a train were to offer me a sweetie, wrapped in shiny foil, I would accept it with a smile, and bin it later.
Who the hell knows what people could put into those things?
But the analogy is clear. Smile when people offer their snippets of faux wisdom.
There’s no sense in correcting them about the harsh reality lurking behind the fluff. Some experience comfort through sugar-coated things.
If I perceive harmful clichés I will speak up. Many of those are loose in the wild: things like “get your mindset ready to conquer everything.”
For crying out loud, as important as mindset is, you will still get knocked out without training if you venture into the messy real world, challenging all, but armed only with a sharp and vibrant “mindset.”
Matt’s Practical Antidote:
Next time someone hits you with a platitude, don’t swallow it whole.
Nod, acknowledge it, but then ask one simple, real question:
“What exactly do you mean?” or “How would that actually help?”
Force the conversation into specifics. Swap empty cheerleading for concrete steps, real advice, or actionable insight.
When it comes to yourself, skip the sugar-coated fluff entirely, name the problem, measure it, break it into what you can control, and attack that.
Reality is harsh, but at least it works.
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It takes time and sometimes not worth the effort. So I just move on or switch my brains. Nice advice!
Thanks so much! 100% agree. That is what I also do, but I have to bite down hard on my teeth… Often I fear the enamel might crack! 😉
Naming the problem beats sugar-coating it every time—thank you for the clarity.
Thanks Tracy. I mentioned in an earlier post, somewhere on social media, that I often have to bite hard on my tongue before I name things, and proceed from a stronger foothold… But I’m getting there.
As I’ve gotten older I’ve gotten better with communication and less insecure in who I am and I really like this advice, to ask the real question after the platitude. People are conditioned to offer platitudes I think because they don’t know what to say and then, “it’ll get better,” or “she wouldn’t want you to be sad” or “you should get another dog” or “maybe it wasn’t meant to be” are just empty words with no real compassion behind them. At least in the U.S. it seems as though humans collectively are inept and uncomfortable in times of trouble and despair.
Thank you Tara.
I get what you’re saying. Over here, people also struggle to find real words in moments of despair. My mother tongue isn’t English, so maybe that gives me a strange advantage. The structure is more direct, so my phrasing comes off as blunt or straightforward. That helps me keep things simple and sincere. I fall back on a “pre-packaged” phrase like “sorry for your loss,” but I mean it. And from there I try to ask the real question instead of hiding behind the usual fillers. Many people reach for platitudes because they don’t know what else to say. They’re uncomfortable, so they default to noise. We’re not taught how to sit with another person’s pain, so most of us stumble. I try not to. It aint ever easy.
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