I think in all aspects of life. Honesty is the key. Honesty about feelings, intentions, dreams, wishes, needs, wants, dislikes and everything in between. The thing is, what happens when honesty hurts more than a lie?
Do you think a lie is alright if it saves a person from getting hurt?
In my opinion, I would rather be slapped in the face with the truth, than live under the safety blanket of a lie because that safety is only temporary. The truth will always come out, one way or other. It may not be in words, but can be found in the actions of another person.
If something doesn’t feel right, believe that instinct. Believe that feeling. Your intuition is a lot more accurate than you think.
Every single thing that happens in your life, shapes the person you are. Every person that comes into your life, every person that leaves your life and all the people and experiences in between.
I am not going to lie. I am the kind of person who over thinks and over analyzes every. single. situation. If a person looks at me the wrong way, my mind tells me they don’t like me. If someone doesn’t give me the check of approval, I must have done something wrong. As simple as someone not answering a text message, makes my mind work in over drive.
In saying this, every person that comes into my life and for some reason leaves, I take that onto myself and I take it very personally. Lost friendships, past relationships, I carry those things with me, often for far too long. I am not the kind of person that can easily forget things. I still over think experiences from elementary school. Like what?! Who does that?
While on Tumblr last night I reposted this quote that said:
“If someone treats you badly recognize that there is something wrong with them, not you. Normal people do not go around destroying other people.”
I immediately thought of a list of people I could send that too. All the people that made me focus on my flaws as negative things instead of beautiful things, all the people who have tried to change me along my path of life and to anyone who ever made me doubt myself or doubt my dreams.
After reposting this quote, I saw this one:
“It was a privilege to love you, and it was a privilege to let you go. Both helped shape me into the person I have become.”
I realized that the people in my past, though they may have hurt me, or broken my heart, they shaped me into the person I am. My chubby cheeks that one person may have criticized once, is something that another person loves about me. I am stronger because of the people and experiences of my past. They didn’t hold me down, or damper my worth. They lifted me up and made me realize how thankful I am for my flaws that make me different than the person next to me.
I think when you come to this realization, is when you can finally be happy. People will never stop criticizing you throughout your life, but we are all capable of moving past these criticisms and loving yourselves as we are. Make sure to surround yourself with people who view your flaws as beauty and lift you up when the criticisms from the world become too much for you to carry alone.