So basically I couldn't care less if someone believes something different than me, or not at all, as long as they live me alone about it
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As frustrating as it can be, in my personal view the best thing you can do is learn to accept people and their views as they are. If you don't feel comfortable discussing your views with them, then you shouldn't feel like you have to. They are just at a level in their progression that is different from yours. It doesn't mean anyone is right or wrong, it just means you're in different places and are perceiving things differently. I have tried to let go of my tenacity in "being right" because then we just create walls and defenses between us as people. That doesn't mean I can't believe what I want to believe, it just means that I try to respect and love someone else who believes entirely different from me. This is hard work, especially with so many annoying people on the planet who like to pester you for believing differently. But I find it to be beneficial to everyone, including myself, to attempt to let go of those judgements we as people are placing on others.
Well as for the "being right," thing, I couldn't care less, honestly. I couldn't care less if they thought I was insane for it.
What I DO care about, is that they don't even know me, they never even ask me about it, and they go yell at me and pester me for it.
Do I pester them? I couldn't care LESS about them.
I don't know why they care about me so much...!
Accepting people's VIEWS are one thing. But how could I ever accept people harrassing me, telling me off (in public no less)? did I talk to them? Nope. They wait by my car (this happens at least once a week), and yell at me for my STICKER.
A STICKER. I want to get to the point where I can have a friggin' sticker on my car & people just leave me alone about it, for real.
AND! The funny thing, the sticker says "Namaste" on it. THAT'S IT! I don't get what's so threatening about "Namaste.."?
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What I DO care about, is that they don't even know me, they never even ask me about it, and they go yell at me and pester me for it.
Do I pester them? I couldn't care LESS about them.
I don't know why they care about me so much...!
Accepting people's VIEWS are one thing. But how could I ever accept people harrassing me, telling me off (in public no less)? did I talk to them? Nope. They wait by my car (this happens at least once a week), and yell at me for my STICKER.
A STICKER.
I want to get to the point where I can have a friggin' sticker on my car & people just leave me alone about it, for real.
AND! The funny thing, the sticker says "Namaste" on it. THAT'S IT! I don't get what's so threatening about "Namaste.."?
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