Part of being a decent human being is being able to accept criticism, and respect others and what they feel or think. Equally important is being willing and able to take another person’s view.
I have lived my life with a father that, more often than not, criticized others and refused to respect their views, which definitely included me, my brother and my mom. If something did not benefit him, it was to be scorned, ridiculed or just simply ignored.
This resulted in a childhood that, where he was concerned, left a bad taste in my mouth. His actions, and inactions, left it clear to me, that my father, Mike Rinder, did not love me. Some of this was a “void,” in a sense, and thus hard to put in words, but I am guessing you have either experienced it yourself or can get the idea.
And as his daughter, I thought it was me—there was something wrong with me. It was only later that I realized it had been him all along.
And this trait lives on in him today. And it is really not nice to experience.
I saw this recently when someone on my father, Mike Rinder's, social account, questioned him about something. This man has no affiliation with me at all—I’ve never met him. He's just a normal guy who happened to ask Mike Rinder a question. And the response that he got was an instant attack. He attacked him and accused him of ridiculous things and didn't answer the question. He just put it right back on the guy, like the guy was at fault or wrong. And while this is not nice and is definitely rude, it is typical of Mike Rinder—which is why I continue to speak out against his ill-treatment of others.
Discrimination, hate, violence, victim shaming—they aren't acceptable. And people are trying to change that narrative. We can all make the world a better place by doing just a little.