So it's been a while since I've actually blogged. Normally I post a poem with a picture and then I'm done. All is good...But I'm under the impression that some think I hold grudges...Well I don't. I swear sometimes my profession should have been in psychiatry. I find the human mind fascinating and interesting as to why some people do what they need to do and why they need to do it.
Lately, I've been caught up in competition and accusations. I've found myself walking on eggshells but at the same time, these were the same people that had no problems with giving me full blows to the head.
Not everything I write will be about someone. Sometimes I actually make references and if I do write about someone, it's to get an opinion on the situation. I'm a discreet person. I leave names out. If you come and send me an email or comment on my status or blog defending yourself, just know that I was not the one that gave your identity away...YOU DID. Capice?
Also another thing you should know about me...I DON'T STAY MAD FOR LONG. Just because my OCD kicks in and I repeat myself over and over does NOT mean that I am mad about a situation. No. In fact, I find it fascinating. I really should have studied psychology.
Just because I can read people after a while like an open book, does not mean that I understand their actions. I find this intriguing. I repeat myself because I am intrigued by the actions others possess within themselves. I've watched as others can't let go of grudges. I've watched as others can't let go of the past. I've watched as others think their way is the only way and won't listen to anyone else no matter what. I've watched as some thought of themselves as a victim when in fact it was them that put themselves in that position and no one else.
As a child, you have no control...perhaps no say over actions and decisions being made. As an adult, you do. You have choices. You can choose to smile and walk away or you can choose to be angry and argue. The choice is yours.
As a child, I watched the people in the rooms speak of how they became fixated upon drugs. Either their parents beat them or a relative done something unspeakable to them. They lost a loved one or something else that they just couldn't handle....
Instead of facing their problems the hard way, they took the easy way out...Drugs. Each person in that room took no blame for their own actions. They blamed something or someone else. Ultimately, it is your choice. You're in control.
But this isn't a lecture that I'm trying to make.
I'm just saying that we make a conscious effort to do what we can. As Deepak Chopra says: "Every decision I make is a choice between a grievance and a miracle."
I don't know about you but I choose the miracle. I choose good.
So, that means to not let others treat me like crap just because they're angry about something.
We have a right to our opinions. The last I checked, I was still an all American gal and I had a right to express my feelings thoughts and ideas without someone pointing a finger at me for doing something they're already doing. That's called hypocrisy. That's called a double standard. That is unfair.
How dare you have the right to voice your opinion but not me. What am I? Do you think I'm a robot? What? I'm not a human being with feelings??? I'm not allowed to express how I feel? That's not right. You may need to check yourself and slow your role.
I am me. I have feelings and opinions. I choose the opinions of neutral territory. I didn't realize that made me a monster. Sorry--No! I'm not sorry and shame on you for making me feel like I have to be sorry.
That is all I have to say about this.
Try to remember you can always agree to disagree without being insulting and hurting others feelings. What you say now, you may regret down the line when you wind up alone and with no one to turn to.
BTW: This message is not directed towards ANYONE at all. This is just me stating my feelings. If you think this is about you then get over it....
And if you think it's about you and you're ready to argue, just remember, I find it invalid...
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