"Hate is a prolonged form of suicide" True to the core! In my experience it is the only self educed death that can be reverse of sorts. While it is true that none us will get out alive, the impression we leave in our wake can be a stain or a enrichment. The choice is ours and never finalized as long as we as have abilities. What on earth am I taking about? I was a very angry child who prejudged many and hated those who I deemed unworthy. That hatred ate at my very soul. It turned me ugly both inside and out. I was rude, disrespectful and worse of all I shutting out so much potential. People would not invite me places for fear of what I might say or do, others would get physical due my actions or words and new people didn't even bother with the time of day considering how rude and belittling I was who could blame them. As the years past I was enlighten by experience, mentors, and education and eventually learned not to hate so quickly. I began to treat people as I wanted to be treated. Exploring cultures and both sides of issues. I opened myself up change and eventually started liking myself. Which reflected in everything I did and it reversed the self destruction I done for so many years. Now this is not to say I hate nothing, am never rude, or always respectful. I am human and I do make mistakes, prejudge at times, get ugly or have off days. Even though it took awhile for others to see the change was permanent, once they did I got the type of interactions with people I wanted. No one is perfect, but as long as I can hold my head high and own who I am, I am living right. Taz Embracing & Feeding the writing addiction |