I found a quote the other day that I really liked:
How few there are who have courage enough to own their faults, or resolution enough to mend them ~ Benjamin Franklin
Of course, the beauty of this quote to me is that it brings to mind my own faults, which are numerous. (Yes, I too question what is beautiful about one's own faults, but there it is). Some of them, I actively work on fixing. Others, I admit, I can't get rid of.
About five years ago, my New Years resolution was to be a kinder, gentler Sue. I was going to be more tolerant of stupid people, more patient and a variety of other things that happily, I have forgotten about at this point. I think one was not having road rage five times on my way to work every morning. The other was not jumping to conclusions.
This resolution didn't work. I think I lasted three days. I have no patience for much. This much is obvious. Easier for me would have been to not eat for a month than to change what is essentially my emotionally screwed personality.
I think I am a good person. Overly sensitive sometimes. Quick to anger. Materialistic and somewhat opinionated. But generally, a good person who cares about the people in her life.
But as a friend of mine likes to point out on a regular basis: everyone is screwed up and most people are generally shit.
So am I that bad? Really? At least I know my faults. At least I accept them as being mine and realize that often, I am unreasonable and ridiculous. Which is more than I can say for a lot of people.
So, no New Year's Resolution for me this year. I accept myself in all my imperfection. And if people don't like it, well, they can go to you know where.
Best wishes for a Happy New Year, perfect or not.
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