Ok, so everyone gets to know about the life of the Celebrities thanks to paparazzi, TV interviews, magazines and so on and so forth. At times, it's great to hear about whats going on with them when the news is positive but really, who wants to hear that Cameron Diaz cried over a haircut or that people believe that Taylor Swift got breast implants and how inappropriate it is for the younger generation to see that? What is there to see? It isn't like she filmed the operation and uploaded it to the internet! And it doesn't matter what you believe, if she got them she got them; if she didn't she didn't. No one can judge. I mean, I certainly can't judge her for possibly wanting to change something about herself when there is so much that I want to change about myself. Which brings me to my topic...Judging the people around you.
It seems to be a natural instinct of ours to judge people but when is it that the point goes too far and you've judged someone too harshly or out of their character? As an example, I'll use an experience of my own. A girl I knew used to be the life of the party. She always found a way to brighten everyones day with a single smile and always, no matter what was going on put everyones problems before her own when they turned to her for help. However, something happened that brought that all crashing down. She was sad, unsure of how to handle the feelings she had so she shut herself off from them. She moved schools and while she was there she didn't make any new friends. But, she heard people whispering that she was a snob and that she believed she was better than everyone around her. Slowly, she started to sort out everything that went wrong and found herself feeling better as the days went by. But there was a problem. What she didn't know was she was in that funk for three years and suddenly, she was very shy. She introduced herself to people but it was a while before she actually started talking to people and making friends. Soon, she was back to herself, smiling brightly and helping everyone she could but she was a lot kinder to people than she was before, regretting the way she may have treated others when she was down and vowed never to be that person again. That girl, in the funk, was me. And I refer to that time in my life in third person because the truth is, I don't even know who that was. I look back at it all and it all feels like it was some strange dream. I wont tell you what it is that brought me down, but the fact is, people judged me for it, believing that I was just a snobby bitch who didn't give a shit about anyone but myself. Truth is, I cared about other people so much, I kept my problems to myself. I refused to burden people with them.
But I'm not an angel either, I've judged people rather harshly and later discovered that what I first thought was wrong, which brings me to the most important lesson I learned. Never think you know someone until you have walked a mile in their shoes. It took me a long time to understand what that meant. In fact, I still struggle with it. But really, lets be reasonable, who doesn't? So, if Taylor Swift got her breasts done who cares? We don't know her reasoning behind it and we may never know. The truth is, everyone is who they are and no matter what the world says, everyone changes for the best. Even a bad change can become good if you know how to handle it. So, I part with something for you to think about. What do you want to change about yourself? And what are your reasons for wanting that change?
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