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Hmmm, I grew up and did not swear…but since then I have done so…it is now a habit which I am trying hard to break…swearing as in using coarse and vulgar words and at times blasheming… any thoughts on how I can do this…pray does help and instant mortification after the fact but I would like to stop this habit once and for all…😊
 
Melanie01 said:
Hmmm, I grew up and did not swear…but since then I have done so…it is now a habit which I am trying hard to break…swearing as in using coarse and vulgar words and at times blasheming… any thoughts on how I can do this…pray does help and instant mortification after the fact but I would like to stop this habit once and for all…😊
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How about the old-fashioned swear jar? Drop some money in every time you drop an f-bomb or any other word … make sure it’s enough to hurt … and put the money in the collection plate on Sunday.
 
Thank you Lily…I will have the church extensions payed off in no time…aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!:eek:
 
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Thank you Lily…I will have the church extensions payed off in no time…aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!:eek:
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You were hoping I’d tell you to reward yourself with it, weren’t ya? 😃

Mind you, I’ve got a bad habit I’m trying to break myself of (which shall remain nameless) - I reckon it’d work for me too :yup:
 
I have a swear jar. It says “swear jar” right on it, LOL!

I got it as a joke for my husband. I made him put money in there and he was laughing the first few times. Then he got mad when I kept on making him donate to the swear jar, LOL!
 
Vulgarity is so ingrained into our language and culture, its almost impossible to avoid. Its like if your from Boston, try to stop speaking with an Bostonian accent. You can’t.

I was raised in a family were vulgarity was used regularly. Then I went into the Marines and added new words to my vulgar vocabulary. Now, at 55 years of age, I try not to use them, but they come out without thought, until they’re said, and then I regret the words I used.

Some people even become shocked, because they know I’m a devote Catholic.

However, despite the embarrassment, it still happens. My confessor says its one of the hardest things to overcome in our day and age. The only advice he could give is, “be vigilant.”

Jim
 
This may not work for everyone, but I’ve found that taking it to Confession has worked for me. After you confess the same thing enough times you start to feel pretty stupid. 😊

I feel it is sinful for me to use vulgar or inappropriate language because it is disrespectful of either those who have to listen to it, or of myself because I know I am better than subjecting myself to such language that I would not tolerate from others.

I’m still not 100% potty mouth free, but I’m far better than I used to be in my 20’s.

The jar would never work for me either.

~Liza
 
I gave up bad words for Lent, with the intention of having it carry over through the rest of my life. I think I might have ended up cutting down by about 50%. It really is hard to do. As someone said earlier, they are so ingrained in our society (how sad is that?) During Lent I noticed that I became more shocked by bad words when I did hear them. I will keep trying to stop using them. My vocabulary should expand with more accurate adjectives, ha, ha! That would be good. Maybe I should reward and entice myself with a new dictionary. Best wishes to you all, also!
 
It’s a tough habit to break. I know. You used to be able to fertilize your lawn with what came out of my mouth. That was more than 30 years ago, and every now and again the s-bomb knocks at the back of my teeth. Most of the time it stays there.

The only suggestion I have is to let nothing come out of your mouth unless you think about it first. Now there’s a tough habit to start 😃

DaveBj
 
lizaanne said:
This may not work for everyone, but I’ve found that taking it to Confession has worked for me. After you confess the same thing enough times you start to feel pretty stupid. 😊
~Liza
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I do the same exact thing! I feel so dumb having to say each time, “I’ve used swear words”. Ug.

I’ve completely cut the f-word out of my vocabulary. That was the first one to go. It’s so entirely vulgar that I can’t ever think of a time I need it.

Any sort of God d–n went next. In fact, I don’t even say “Oh my God” anymore.

That left only bodily excretions, and I usually feel pretty stupid saying those, anyway. But I have to admit, a “godless” D–n it or a s–t still slips past me. Mostly, though, I’m an “a–” junkie. I use that word like it’s going out of style, and THAT’s what makes confessing it so mortifying. Like I’m not smart enough to check myself and substitute a “if you don’t get off your lazy butt and pick up those socks I’m going to explode”. :rolleyes:

You know, this whole thread makes me want to kick my own a–!

C
 
When I was young, I was told not to curse at all. If I did, I would go to Hell. That was scary enough for me. Another factor that helps me not to use bad words is my old neighbors -they were not Christians but they didn’t use bad words at all.

I am glad I grew up in a nice neighborhood.

Doh! even that I used “s_ _t” few months ago when I drove over a litle curve on the road. It is not easy to keep our mouth clean and pure. :o
 
If you realise it’s quite vulgar and most of it is not quite in good taste, it’s easier to let go of it. It’s quite a challenge to find appropriate expression without resorting to a swearword sometimes, hehe. But a good exercise in communication skills for sure. 😉
 
I have found that living alone, it has been all too easy to get into the habit of letting fly with:o a certain 4 letter Anglo-Saxon word for (:o ahem!) excrement"…
I am really, really working at this. It is a bad habit, & I want to break it before I find myslef following in the footsteps of my great-aunt Jennie…
Aunt Jennie had decided, back in the 1920s (making it:eek: even worse!!) that that particular word wasn’t swearing, it wasn’t taking the Lord’s name in vain, it was just…well, rude. And she told her husband, & she told my grandparents (she was my grandmother’s big sister), that it “helped to deal with stress”…
Uncle Fred told her, my grandmother told her, & my grandfather told her, that she was going to be sorry, because “someday you are going to say it in front of the wrong person, & you are going to wish you never started. And I am going to say, ‘I told you so!’…”

Time goes on…She keeps saying it…Then, one day…They were Free Methodists, a small & very much more conservative branch of Methodism…OK, they got a new pastor. It was his first Sunday, & he & his family were still not settled into the parsonage, & Aunt Jennie & Uncle Fred invited them home for Sunday dinner…
The family gathered in the parlor, & were talking, while Aunt Jennie was scurrying about in the kitchen, getting things ready for a houseful of people (instead of just her & her husband…). She went in the pantry, climbed up on her little stepstool (like in a library), & picked out a nice big jar of her homemade Sweet Pickles.
She dropped them. There was sticky, sugar & vinegary pickle juice all over her best Sunday dress, & Jennie possitively bellowed, :eek: “Oh, S*!!!**”
Uncle Fred yelled back, “I told you so!!”…and then went on talking with the company as if nothing ever happened…
She called my grandmother later, & told her what happened…My grandmother said, “Jennie, I told you so!!”
A couple of weeks later, my grandparents were visiting Aunt Jennie & Uncle Fred… Uncle Fred told the story…My grandfather just opened his mouth, & Aunt Jennie exclaimed: “Mark, I have heard it from my husband, & I have heard it from my sister! If you dare to say, 'I told you so”, I am going to haul off & hit you!!"…
My grandfather replied, mildly, “I bet youve broken yourself of that habit,though, didn’t you?”
She had, too…The hard way!!! I just keep imagining myself pulling that trick. It really does help. There is something about the image in your brain, of the last person on earth that you want to hear you, that really does help…
Well, OK, at least some of the time. But I’m working on it…
 
A good friend has pointed out some thoughtless words I may say are in fact blasphemous…how shameful…I have been reading aobut the Spanish civil war Catholic martyrs whom could have avoided death by blasphemy but chose death rather…I am ashamed.

Swearing…now I am far more conscious of it…the use of vulgarity etc…why must it always come forth in front of good folk who do not use such…again the shame factor.

Lily is right…$5.00 a swear word after a couple of times I will stop and think…
 
When my now-grown daughter was about 3 years old, we used to take my aged mother to the grocery store every week. One day, Nana asked my DD to get her a bag of snowflake rolls from the bakery shelf. The twist-tie was not attached securely, and when DD pulled on the bag of rolls, they spilled everywhere. With my exact inflection, DD came out with, “Oh s–t!” Nana shot me a look, but we couldn’t help laughing. We’ve told that story for over 20 years now, and I still use that word, unfortunately. I try and sometimes succeed in replacing it with “Sugar!”

Happily, I am not in the habit of using Our Lord’s name as a swear word.

Betsy
 
Lyrics from a currently popular country-western song:
Driving through town just my boy and me
With a happy meal in his booster seat
Knowing that he couldn’t have the toy
Till his nuggets were gone
Green traffic light turned straight to red
I hit my brakes and mumbled under my breath
His fries went a flying and his orange drink covered his lap
Well then my four year old said a four letter word
That started with “s” and I was concerned
So I said son now now where did you learn to talk like that
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[Chorus one]
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He said I’ve been watching you dad, ain’t that cool
I’m your buckaroo, I wanna be like you
And eat all my food and grow as tall as you are
We got cowboy boots and camo pants
Yeah we’re just alike, hey ain’t we dad
I wanna do everything you do
So I’ve been watching you
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DaveBj
 
Have you guys seen that show sponge bob square pants?
Well on that show they say “Tartar Sauce!”. It seems to work
pretty good, no one can mistake it for anything bad. I have heard
of people saying “God bless it”. Maybe because it’s the
opposite of how they really feel and they want God to take it
and make something good out of it. My mother used to say
“gosh darn it all!” I don’t know why but we all seem to have a
need to say Something when we are suddenly frustrated or
upset. I just say “Oh!” for a sudden disaster and “Hey!” for
people or animals giving me grief.
 
It really is so commonplace in our society that swearing becomes daily vocabulary.

To try to get rid of your “potty mouth,” whenever you see somebody swearing in just regular conversation, just think about how ridiculous it looks and sounds. It almost makes them appear unintelligent.
 
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