“Please don’t disturb my peace if you’re at war with yourself.”
Some people enjoy being angry for the sake of being angry.
Don’t get me wrong; I can understand this. I’ve been there too.
However, today I’m no longer willing to take on the garbage that others try to project onto me.
It’s natural to want to be right, to prove a point, or argue your side of the story. But does it really matter?
Today I’d rather be listen to my tunes, stroll down the street, and be peaceful.
We all have our things. For some, it’s chocolate, gambling, porn, or collector’s items.
For me, it’s paper goods.
This includes, but is not limited to, books, stationary, calendars, journals, and day planners. If you can purchase it at a book store, I probably want it.
I told you that we all have our things.
The other week I indulged in a new day planner to jump start this new era- an era where I’m even more authentic, organized, and aligned with all things that bring me purpose and joy. I threw away my 2018-2019 planner (where I had already ripped out entire months so I didn’t have to look backward) and decided to move forward with fresh pages.
That sentiment is appropriate for all aspects of life, isn’t it?
Although we can learn from the past, we can’t dwell on it. My new agenda reminds me that my future is fabulous, no matter what the previous pages may have told me.
I’m continuously baffled by the things that come out of other people’s mouths.
You can keep your opinion, but I don’t need it.
I’m talking about the small, petty things- things that are meant to critique others, bring them down, or to question themselves. I won’t get too deep, but I’ll give a few examples that I heard in the past week:
“You should grow your hair out.”
“You should go without makeup.”
“You should wear more color.”
You know what I have to say?
“You need to stop shoulding on me.”
I struggle to recall times I’ve given such annoying suggestions to people. I’ve never urged someone to change their style or to do something different with their appearance. It’s just petty and, quite frankly, mean.
If people try and change the person you love (YOU!) then I would begin to question the people you surround yourself with. My real friends like me for me- and those people love me for my black wardrobe, blonde bob, and pink lipstick.