I had a horrific night’s sleep and woke up with a headache thinking of all the things I’d like to say to mean, ugly people I encounter in my life. Some wear masks of kindness to hide their true feelings and others go out of their way to hurt one another and the people I love.
So I started questioning… Why is it so hard to be nice? We tell our children to do it. We try and be role models to them and do something good for others. A smile, a wave and recognition that you exist is sometimes all that someone needs to make their day better, to brighten a mood. It’s free.
You don’t have to like everyone.
You don’t have to like the actions of others.
You don’t have to agree with everyone.
You don’t have to understand why people think or act the way they do.
BUT, you don’t have to go out of your way to make them feel small, undermine their feelings just to make yourself feel better.
I’ve been judged and I believe that there is truly only one judge, so knock yourself out. I’m an adult, I have broad shoulders and can carry a heavy load. I’ve lived a good bit of my years on this earth not worrying what others think of me, but staying true to who I am. I am honest to a fault and don’t tent to hide my feelings, especially when asked. However, I’m tired of others judging me without looking at themselves.
You didn’t get to know me before you made your decision about me. Thought I was needy and probably thought I needed a man for support. That I couldn’t stand on my own. You tried to make every excuse why I wasn’t a good person and was flawed. You went out of your way to say I wasn’t good for him. Way to judge a person without having any interactions with them.
Now you don’t like my actions, but you act the same way or worse. You go out of your way to exclude me but I’m still here. Don’t you see I don’t need you? You try to control and manipulate and hurt those closest to you. Find a new hobby.
Do you actually like anyone? I doubt it. No one is good enough for you.
I feel sorry for you. I don’t think you are good enough for you. You are missing something in your life and I hope you find it. The regret you must have has to be an ocean that you drown in daily. May you find your lifeline, but it won’t be me.
I chose to surround myself with the light, love and laughter of friends and family that support ME. Not the version that I am at work, or home or in private because they’re all the same. I feel gratitude that I am that comfortable in my own skin, own my actions and know that I am not for everyone. It’s okay. I’m not perfect, there is no thing as perfection. I am a work in progress and will always be, just ME.
In a world of ugly, be beautiful.
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