Those people over there who hurt me? They are the bad guys. I'm the good guy. I'm the hero in the story of my life.
I try my best to please people. I try my best to make people happy. I try my best to not hurt anyone. But still, you know the cliche that goes, "You can't please everyone"? I'm trying to own up to that phrase. Trying, being the optimal word. But what if in my efforts I end up being the bad guy, regardless? What if I never learn to take that phrase to heart and I continue feeling guilty for circumstances in which I cannot control?
This whole thought process sprung up from a situation that I have recently found myself in. People not liking me, for the sheer purpose of not liking me. I have always been the person that would go above and beyond for the people that I care about...or at least I try. I am nice to everyone, despite my inner feelings towards them. I grew up in church, the golden rule was beat into my head, of course I will follow it. So all of these things about my personality are known, and I make them pretty apparent in my everyday life; however, people not liking me for the downright reason of not liking me, really hurts my feelings.
As lame as that sounds...my feelings are hurt. I hear the whispers stop as I enter the room. I know things are being said about me. No matter what I do in this footing, I cannot win.
So I have to start asking myself: What if I'm the bad guy? What if my actions have been misinterpreted as foul? What if my intentions, however noble and unconfrontational they are, have been misconstrued? It hurts. At least when I do something wrong, I know what I can do to consolidate it, but without a cause, I can't take effect. I can't take action to fix something that has never been broken.
your a incredible girl, never beleive anything else.
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