“Actually, she’s told me numerous times on the phone that she doesn’t want me to end up like her, wasting her youth away… but I’d rather be cheap to myself and let her have the best of everything, or else I feel guilty.”
” Striving to tell the truth is really for your own benefit. That way, you can convince me of your reality. You want to see yourself as a good and righteous person, and being honest helps you build that facade. “
“No, she has to go to her father’s house. Her father and mother don’t live together. Her father lives with his girlfriend.” *still the same cheerful mood as if she was talking about her favourite cartoon*
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.
“So which religion is right? They can’t all be right because you will find conflicted ideas in all teachings. One God or many Gods? This just doesn’t make sense. “
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?
We all carry with us a set of beliefs. Those with an attitude that mirrored our own became our teachers because we made it so. We actively participate in filtering and selecting those who fit our agenda.
“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.