This has been crossing my mind for a while. It is one of those live & learn moments. I will be 27 in two months and I still have plenty of growing to do.
Last year when I lost my job and had a wedding to plan, I thought that was going to be my toughest year yet.
Then I lost my job again after 6 months, and now have to deal with the same things again, now with my husband out of work.
I have had a lot of time to think the past year. And what I come up with: I am (was) a pretty shitty person to people who did not have the same opinion as me.
For example - why should I care if you like some trendy band or want to live up your life downtown at clubs? I wouldn’t say I was jealous, because those things aren’t my style. I am a suburb pub girl, I like being at home and being in my comfort zone. But why I thought people were stupid for simply liking what they liked….I really don’t know? I suppose I thought I was better because I “figured out life” by 24.
So I have come to the WHO CARES conclusion…
some people like hockey…some like basketball….
some like Kesha and others will like Led Zeppelin
some like being at home and some want to go to the club
Either way, you aren’t a shitty person based on what you like….I was just a shitty person for thinking that way.
Although, if you wear Affliction and Ed Hardy, and have chinese symbol I still think you’re kind of a douche bag. That won’t ever change.