“Well, of course, all those things matter. That’s what society is after. It’s people like her who will succeed in life because she strives to climb the corporate ladder, to be successful and be rich.”
“Okay, so my potential business partner asked me to fill these philosophical questions. Can you help me? I don’t even know what is social idealism.” *frustrated*
If given a second chance, I promise to change the dialogue. “I’m so happy for you, but at the same time, I’m jealous and sad that you would be getting a new job and leaving me behind.”
Imagine bowling. Using the same set of standards, we judge ourselves and those we come across. So, in all honesty, our judgements say more about us than them.
I recalled early memories of spending hours at the bookstore with my sister while my parents roam around the mall. I remembered a time when I felt perfectly at ease with myself sketching artificial apples at the elementary school art club. Since when did I begin to minimize all my introverted qualities?
“I have to go but I think you are fine the way you are. I accept you for who you are and I hope you will accept yourself too.” Still standing in front of the mannequin display, I felt like I was hit by a train.