The world would be a much easier place if everyone did things my way. Then I wouldn’t get frustrated, out of sorts, and irritated.
It is, of course, everyone else’s fault.
The people in my life, especially the ones I live with, commit egregious sins constantly. I’m pretty sure they do it on purpose, intent on destroying my calm and wrecking my day.
The litany of complaints I have is exhaustive…
I went to the mall today.
It was a “need to” trip; most definitely not a “want to.” I almost never want to go to the mall.
This is because, for me, malls are a kind of hell. They’re full of people, for one, and I find people, as a group, stressful. Their existence is problematic enough; add the whole “I think they’re staring at me, and judging me, and finding me insufficient” thing and who needs that…
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We are one. We have component parts but for us to be whole, they have to work together. Our mind doesn’t function without our body, and our body doesn’t work without our mind.
Why, then is it so difficult to get them on the same page?
Why do I feel like more than one entity?
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…Why some people believe the things they do has always been a mystery to me, but the article got me thinking: why do I believe the things I believe? The answer turns out to be, because it suits me to. My beliefs comfort me, whether or not they are accurate. Unfortunately, my beliefs don’t always serve me well.
We all like to think we think the best thoughts. We all think our points of view are the best and most correct. Unfortunately, we can’t all be right. It’s a frustration, but it’s true…
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From Famine to Feast 