Are You Okay?
Are You Okay?
Are you okay?
The topic of being secure with yourself is on my mind lately. So I thought I’d blog about it and ask you. Are you secure with yourself; your body, mind, and spirit? Are you in a good place?
Me? I’m still working on it but I am a whole lot better than I used to be and I don’t know if it just comes with age, getting older, having lived through a lot more experiences now that I am nearly 50-years old as opposed to my much younger self at 20-something?
A coworker, who turned me on to the Netflix original series Bloodline, made mention to me that you have to be in a good place in your head sometimes to watch that show because of all the disturbing psychotic family relations in the Rayburn family. Now, that’s all fine and good, it’s just a made up fiction drama for Netflix created for our entertainment, it’s not real life. So for me, it’s not a big deal. I can easily detach my real life from digital fiction.
But when it comes to face-to-face interactions with real people in my life, can I still detach? Can I find something within me that I can measure my own morals and values? Am I okay in my own skin, my own thoughts, my own beliefs, my own ideas? I’m not so sure. And it is just human nature to always compare with others? Whether it be materialistic things or how we view ourselves when we see something we like or dislike in someone else? And can we take that too far at times? I know I can.
Believe it or not, there are people out there who like to take the opposite argument just to be contrary. That used to bother me. I know now that most of them are doing it just to be spiteful or to be stubborn or to be argumentative. It’s sad, but it’s true. People like their own opinion and they like to be different. Even if they believe what you are saying, they will still come up with something opposite just so they can be heard, to get attention. Their insecurities fly high at this point.
Not long ago, I was the same way. I would take great pleasure in saying something crosswise so I could seem like I know more than someone else. And I know now that is the same thing that people are trying to feel when they want to quibble.
Instead of just allowing someone else to have their opinion, the insecure person will inevitably and uncontrollably need to speak out. They can’t help themselves.
And social media has given them a big platform. You’ve heard it all before, about how all of these psychoanalytical types go on and on about how people wouldn’t say half these things in real person but the internet has given them some sort of emboldened power to pop off freely without regret or remorse and oftentimes mean-spirited. I don’t have the energy nor the give-a-crap to comment on anyone’s stuff anymore. I mainly just Like and Share.
I think I am in a good place these days. The feeling to want to correct people, or give my two cents worth, or just be snarky and contrary to what someone else is doing or saying has dwindled, a lot. Thank God. So yeah, I am more apt to live and let live, I am not here to save you from anything or anyone. Not my job. I am more content these days to sit back and watch everyone make a damned fool of themselves.
But I am sure someone will disagree with me. 😉