Do you ever open your closet doors in the morning and say to yourself (in utter disgust and despair), “I hate all of this. All of this can go. Bring in the Hoarders TV cleanup crew and let’s be done with this whole wardrobe.”
And then grab your favorite bunny shirt and carry on with your day?
When I’m around you guys it’s easy to be my best self.
I would almost say that it comes naturally. I don’t even think about it.
But there are other times when I’m around other people when there’s nothing easy about being a good person. It takes 100% of my concentration. It takes dedicated and duplicated prayers. It takes front-burner, fore-thought action.
It takes getting to know and being comfortable with my anger beforehand so it’s not overwhelming when I’m around the jerks who live only in their own worlds, who live from only their own point of view.
It takes regular and routine reseting so I don’t get lost in the chaos. It takes pretending to care even when I honestly don’t.
Because at the end of the day people are going to hurt us. They’re going to give us reasons to be angry. The trick is to love them anyway. At all costs.