Be You, but Never Forget That Others Are Too

12112113_10153035267330933_6556222163711647146_nThere I was just scrolling through Facebook when this popped out at me. The fact that I was looking for an inspirational quote to fulfill Writing 101 Day 5 had nothing to do with it… okay, maybe it did.

I see a lot of quotes as I scroll through my day though, and this one, it gave me a reason to pause. It says so much, but there’s things it’s missing as well. In fact, I have a real issue with the line that reads, “Say how you feel, always.” I don’t think it’s a good idea to ALWAYS say how you feel.

Sometimes your boss really is just an asshole. Your husband really is being a moron. Your wife, a nag. Your children, demonic. The cashier, less intelligent than your four year old.

You should NOT tell them how you really feel. Really, what would it solve? Your boss is not going to reflect upon their actions, having a great epiphany and realize the error of his ways. Neither will your husband, wife, kids, or cashier. That’s just not how it works. It ain’t gonna happen.

Sure, if there’s recurring actions that truly bother you they should be mentioned with care for how the words will be perceived by the recipient. But, mostly, there’s tons of things that just don’t need to be said. “Hunny, you’re a fucking moron”, would be one of those things.

It’s important to be honest. Especially so, to those that are important to you. But, is it really so important to say EVERYTHING? Sometimes, it’s more important to remember that those people in our lives are people too. They are also trying to “Be you, and be okay with it.” Can’t you be okay with it it too?

So, you’re boss is having a moment. It happens. Your boss is merely a person too. As is your husband, your wife, your children, your cashier. And, I toss in cashier in this list for a very specific reason. Because, it’s not all about who’s important to you on the surface. The “little people” that are sprinkled through our lives are just as important as those constants that are there forever. Our cashiers and waitress and bus drivers and mailmen and whatever. Just imagine life without them…. They matter too.

It’s important to love ourselves. To not be so critical and accept our imperfections. Sometimes, we’re not perfect, and that’s okay. It’s just as important to love others as equally. To not be so critical and understand that they have imperfections. That sometimes, they are not perfect, and that’s okay.

Everyone is just taking chances, a lot of them. Because honestly, no matter where we end up and with whom, it always ends up just the way it should be. Mistakes are making us who we are. We are learning and growing with each choice made. Everything is worth it. Say how you feel, always with love, and listen just as equally. Everyone is special, be okay with it.

Anyways, that’s my take on it… and that’s okay too.

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