"Reading"

Judgment.

We do it unconsciously, consciously, and without any thought at all. We do it every minute of every day. As we are walking to class, looking at the people around us, watching TV, reading facebook posts. Whenever we see anything relating to another person (real or fictional), we put forth a judgment: a preconceived idea of what we think they are really like. That person didn't spend too much time on themselves this morning. Wow, they just made a really dumb decision. She looks conceited. He looks like a jerk. I can't believe they just did that.

It's a natural thing, to judge others. It's how we interact with others around us. It's how we deal with things that are different to us, and how we chose to view the world. Judgment is almost inevitable. We do it without realizing what we are doing.

It is unavoidable... and it can also be very hurtful.

We judge without thinking, but you can always think about what you do with that judgment.

We cannot help forming prejudices and preconceptions about other people, but we have the power to do something good with those judgments. No one says that because you think someone might be a jerk that you have to avoid them and give them mean glares because it looks like they're looking at you funny. You have no idea what kinds of things are going on in their life. You NEVER can know. Some people think that they can read others and that it is easy to pick out how a certain person is and what their exact personality will be, but until you really get to know that person, I don't think anyone can really "read" a person correctly. You may have good guesses or generalities, but you can never know what that person is going through.

So please, be careful what you say. Even in hushed tones, private conversations, and especially what you tell others. Just as you can never tell what a person is going through, you can never tell what impact your words might have on others.

I am not a perfect saint when it comes to judgments. I make unfair judgments all the time, and it may or may not prevent me from being a good person sometimes. But I think that we should all keep this in consideration.

We all know that you, yourself, have your own problems that no one else knows about. Know one could ever really understand what you are going through, and it pains you when people are inconsiderate and don't understand. Well that's the same for EVERYONE, people!! It's not all about yourself! You live in a world where it is absolutely impossible to avoid human contact. The world does not revolve around you. It revolves around people, and you're just one of them.

If you don't want people to judge you all the time, be the better person and don't let your judgments of others get in the way of your being a good person. It's as simple as that.

"Don't just look for the right person; be the right person"


Sorry for the rant, but it's something I've been thinking about lately.

A thought

Why does it always seem like the people we view as really happy, outgoing, and wonderful.... have the worst of problems? (Usually health-wise)

I don't know the particulars, but I saw someone I know today, and noticed she had to carry something with her, attached to her, monitoring her. I don't really know what it was, but I could tell that it had to do with her health. Something was wrong with her, and you would never be able to tell. There was some health issue, and she had to carry something around with her to make sure she was going to be okay. This person is so amazing. She is one of the happiest people, and she is so kind and caring..... and I never would have guessed something was wrong.

Why is it that those people--the people who have so many reasons to be bitter, upset, and depressed--always find a way to be happy, to be strong, to be wonderful? It makes me upset. Not because they are secretly hurting, but because they can be so happy and yet here I am, so blessed and healthy, and I am not happy. I complain. I whine. I worry about stupid things that don't matter. I am weak. It makes me upset towards myself.

What right to I have to complain about my life? I have everything I could ever need! I am so incredibly blessed, in more ways than I could possibly ever realize. I am so blessed, and yet I still find myself doubting and feeling petty self-pity. It's sad. Even now, I am complaining about how I complain too much. It's a vicious cycle.

Where here's my proposal. I will do my absolute best to STOP complaining. I have no reason to. I will try my utmost to be happy, and spread my happiness to those around me. I have all the reason to. No more complaining nonsense. I have been so blessed. I shouldn't complain. I should share what I have with others.

You people who are suffering, but have so much strength to put a smile on everyday... you inspire me. Never give up.

Thank you.

Here it Goes

So here it is. I'm caving. I'm starting a blog. For a couple of reasons. And here they are--

Reason 1:
Like I said, I'm caving. I'm going the band-wagon. Everyone around me seems to be starting a blog, and I've never really understood the point of one until I started reading some of the posts from my friends. To be honest, I kind of like them. Yes, I have a journal and will continue to write in it as often as I can, but the idea of sharing my ideas with others is intriguing to me.

Reason 2:
Typing on a computer is much easier and less time consuming than writing in my journal (although I still love it and will continue to keep up in my journal writing).

Reason 3:
I have found that I can express myself sooo much better when I am writing.

I was talking with a friend back from home about life, and I somehow ended up giving him a sort of pep talk (I don't know why, but that happens to me more often than not). Then he remarked how it was funny that we never were really that close when I was back home in high school, but now we were able to have these "deep" conversations. There is a simple explanation for this. I speak my mind when I am writing things to people. I am more willing to express myself, and do it much better when I am typing or writing something down on paper. If anyone ever really wanted to get some of my thoughts out of me, interrogating me would NOT be the best way to go. Get a letter from me, an email, and that is from my soul. I'm not afraid to talk to people when it's over the internet. Yes, this is pathetic, I realize that and I would like nothing better than to be able to fix that and talk to people more freely face-to-face, but in the meantime, this is where I come to a compromise.

Simply put, this blog is me. Uncensored and unfiltered. I want to share my significant thoughts with people. I want to help others realize their potential. I want to respond to people's questions without hesitation or restraint. So people, feel free to share with me what you will. I don't predict that many of my friends or family will really follow this blog, and I don't know how often I will really update this, but I want to be optimistic. So to the people that will actually keep up with this blog, feel free to message me, text me, email me, or even (heaven forbid) talk to me in person. Ask me a question, and I will respond to it here. I will tell you what I really think. A simple answer to a question makes all the difference.

Life really is simple. It's us that chose to make it so complicated.