Saturday, May 19, 2012
Matter of Opinion
And regardless of what I do, someone… somewhere… thinks I've done it wrong.
It's starting to get really flippin' old.
I'm continually pushed from all directions, squeezed until I can no longer breathe or find the oxygen I need to be me.
Instead, I become a shell of myself… keeping all but those on a "need to know basis" out of the loop and in turn, denying myself the ability to live life the way I would. The way I want.
Don't get me wrong. Some of the changes are wonderful. Some opinions matter more than others.
Overall, life has been fantastic.
But the last few days have been hard again. Maybe it's just growing pains. Maybe it's just a rebalance of energy… of life. People push and I have to find the strength to push back.
See, the stupid thing is, I get myself into this mess… because I care.
I care about my family's opinion. I care about my husband's opinion… my kids', my friend's. And when they clash in their opinion, no matter what I do, someone will be upset with me. And really… the only one hurt is me. I feel like no matter what I do, no matter what I choose-- even if I know it's right-- it will be somehow, some way… wrong.
After a while… it wears on you.
It's as if I'm not allowed to have my own opinion. My own life. Make my own decisions.
But I'm done with that.
This is my life.
The only opinion that matters in the end is mine. I will take all others into consideration, make no mistake.
But do not ever make me feel guilty for differing my opinion from yours.
It doesn't make you wrong. It doesn't make me wrong.
It makes me independent.