When did we stop respecting each other?
I mean it.
What confluence of events pushed us to start feeling entitled and stop remembering that no one ever said life was going to be a walk in the park?
We don’t deserve anything in life but respect, and we can’t even manage that anymore. We abuse communication channels to yell at people and companies about their inadequacies, we nitpick and nag like we’re shining examples of moral and ethical perfection ourselves. And then we expect polite responses, considerate handling, expectation-exceeding problem resolutions, and smiles through it all?
Whatever has happened to you in life that makes you feel wronged, unhappy, disgusted with people, is just part of it all. It’s part of the journey, and we do right by ourselves to learn from those experiences how we can save others from that same pain. What does projecting our anger on others achieve?
I’m tired of us beating the hell out of each other. I’m tired of watching criticism be delivered with such raw, rude words. I’m tired of us focusing on the bad. And I’ve been the queen of focusing on bad in the past, so that’s saying something.
It’s all a choice. You choose how to feel about what happens to you. You choose to have things happen to you at all. And you choose how to react and respond.
I miss respect and honor and integrity. I miss humility and awareness of others. I miss grace. And I’m not saying this from a place of self righteousness (I’ve screwed up and will continue doing so), I’m saying it from a place of sad observation. We can’t be perfect, but we can do our best to respect the people and experiences that fill our lives, and ask for respect in return. We deserve that.