This is a rare state for me to reach, but when I do, I find that my BS tolerance is nil.
I don’t care.
As a person who normally cares, to hit this point is odd. It is hard for others to take. But, well, I don’t care.
You see, I do hit points where I’m sick of having to accept others as they are but feel I don’t have the same rules.
I’m sick of the games that people play and don’t realize it.
I’m sick of the door swinging only one way.
I’m sick of doing people’s work for them.
I’m sick of listening but not being heard.
I’m sick of it all.
So I go stand…..
……———-> over there.
I read a great post someone made yesterday on the Tiny Buddha where the author talks about how people lash out or take a different than expected defense because they are themselves hurting. And while I would normally get that – and understand that. Today, I have decided I am done with understanding.
“We have a right to set boundaries and communicate when something is not okay. But the world is a better place when we choose to do that from a place of love and compassion, instead of righteousness and judgment.”
The first sentence resonated with me. It make me feel okay setting boundaries. Because while other people are hurting, it does not give them the right to hurt me in the process. Also, I could use love and compassion at times too instead of it being expected I give it but never receive it.