What do you mean you don’t like my dress? You don’t like me?
I have to do the report over again? You don’t think I am a good worker?
Mommy, my eggs are too runny! You think I am a bad mom?
The girl at checkout did not even acknowledge me…what did I do?
These are quite simple scenarios but ones that happen nonetheless. We find ourselves taking life so personal, too personal, personally. It is a vanity thing really. We tend to put ourselves into situations that don’t belong to us. We may exist in the moment but then highjack the moment as our own.
That checkout girl may be having a bad day and is taking is out on you but it is NOT about you.
Runny eggs does not a bad mom make. The kid will eat them or learn to cook his own damn eggs.
You have to rewrite a report? Just do it to the required specifications or realize the person asking is probably an idiot himself and enjoys making others life a living hell.
You get a fashion critique from a friend? You either look better in whatever it is than the person critiquing would or you should honestly change…YOUR CLOTHES NOT YOU.
Come out of the dark corner you are sulking in, take the proverbial thumb from your mouth, suck it up and move on.
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