So hey again!
Recently I have been made aware that I complain a lot. Granted this was by a person who doesn't like me very much, but I've come to realize she is kind of right. I think of it as even if I'm just playfully complaining, it's still complaining never the less. With so much complaining I've never really stopped to see the real beauty in the world, though I know it's there. Because I complain so much, I never really take the time to see the real happiness and beauty in the world, because there is. No doubt about it. I'm just going to write a little on my thoughts about me and complaining, and negativity.
See, when it comes to me and people, I'm not the biggest fan. I kind of don't really care about what they think of me, and I don't really enjoy knowing that I have to socialize with people. But I do manage, somehow to learn to love so many of them, and I keep those people close, and I love them unconditionally. (All y'all know who you are!) When it comes to other people I don't know, or don't like, all I can think is "Get away from me. Don't touch me, don't talk to me. Just go away." Sometimes, well a lot of times, I end up complaining about people to those people that I actually enjoy being with. I complain about people, I complain about how much I don't like school (which in the long run, I realize that I don't actually hate school), I complain when I'm sick, and I complain about a lot of things. When I complain to them, I think "Oh, their my friends. I can do that" but I suppose that's not all it. I sometimes complain about people who complain because to me, I get so annoyed with them it's not even funny. I've come to realize that I'm technically one of those people, and I'm going to correct myself. I don't need to complain all the time. I'm not going to burden other people with my problems. They probably have a bunch of problems of their own. Also, they probably feel exactly the same about people who complain as I do. You know what that means?? They don't like it when I complain.
So in the long run, I'm kind of being a hypocrite. I find myself being a hypocrite a lot actually. Just in little things too. Like one thing, 9 times out of 10 I cannot stand when people touch my face, my hair, and sometimes I just don't like it when people touch me. The thing is, I love touching people. It's how I show my affection for them most of the time. If I touch your face constantly, if I randomly poke you, or tease you, or hug you constantly, you know that I like you and I'm comfortable with being around you. You can touch my face sometimes, if you want, but not my hair. I have never liked it when people touch my hair! That's just a little example I suppose. A bigger example is my complaining. I complain and complain and complain, and I don't like it when people complain to me, or anyone for that matter. So it's time to stop that!
I've decided that I'm not going to complain, or be negative. It's going to be very hard, but you know what? It's going to change me. I'm going to change for my benefit and honestly the benefit of everyone in my life, because I don't need to be negative, or complain. I'm going to look at life in this perspective: Whatever happens, happens, and it happens for a reason. I'm going to do everything cheerfully, and I'm not going to complain about it. No more hating people, no more complaining about them. I'm going to love each and everyone of them. You know why? Because this is what God would want me to do! Whoo!
I doth believe that wraps it up for tonight!
I love you! I love your face! Do something fantastic and have a lovely rest of your evening!! ♥ ☻ ☺
~Aria Joy ♥
Recently I have been made aware that I complain a lot. Granted this was by a person who doesn't like me very much, but I've come to realize she is kind of right. I think of it as even if I'm just playfully complaining, it's still complaining never the less. With so much complaining I've never really stopped to see the real beauty in the world, though I know it's there. Because I complain so much, I never really take the time to see the real happiness and beauty in the world, because there is. No doubt about it. I'm just going to write a little on my thoughts about me and complaining, and negativity.
See, when it comes to me and people, I'm not the biggest fan. I kind of don't really care about what they think of me, and I don't really enjoy knowing that I have to socialize with people. But I do manage, somehow to learn to love so many of them, and I keep those people close, and I love them unconditionally. (All y'all know who you are!) When it comes to other people I don't know, or don't like, all I can think is "Get away from me. Don't touch me, don't talk to me. Just go away." Sometimes, well a lot of times, I end up complaining about people to those people that I actually enjoy being with. I complain about people, I complain about how much I don't like school (which in the long run, I realize that I don't actually hate school), I complain when I'm sick, and I complain about a lot of things. When I complain to them, I think "Oh, their my friends. I can do that" but I suppose that's not all it. I sometimes complain about people who complain because to me, I get so annoyed with them it's not even funny. I've come to realize that I'm technically one of those people, and I'm going to correct myself. I don't need to complain all the time. I'm not going to burden other people with my problems. They probably have a bunch of problems of their own. Also, they probably feel exactly the same about people who complain as I do. You know what that means?? They don't like it when I complain.
So in the long run, I'm kind of being a hypocrite. I find myself being a hypocrite a lot actually. Just in little things too. Like one thing, 9 times out of 10 I cannot stand when people touch my face, my hair, and sometimes I just don't like it when people touch me. The thing is, I love touching people. It's how I show my affection for them most of the time. If I touch your face constantly, if I randomly poke you, or tease you, or hug you constantly, you know that I like you and I'm comfortable with being around you. You can touch my face sometimes, if you want, but not my hair. I have never liked it when people touch my hair! That's just a little example I suppose. A bigger example is my complaining. I complain and complain and complain, and I don't like it when people complain to me, or anyone for that matter. So it's time to stop that!
I've decided that I'm not going to complain, or be negative. It's going to be very hard, but you know what? It's going to change me. I'm going to change for my benefit and honestly the benefit of everyone in my life, because I don't need to be negative, or complain. I'm going to look at life in this perspective: Whatever happens, happens, and it happens for a reason. I'm going to do everything cheerfully, and I'm not going to complain about it. No more hating people, no more complaining about them. I'm going to love each and everyone of them. You know why? Because this is what God would want me to do! Whoo!
I doth believe that wraps it up for tonight!
I love you! I love your face! Do something fantastic and have a lovely rest of your evening!! ♥ ☻ ☺
~Aria Joy ♥
Someone once pointed out to me that I have a tendency to whine! At first, I was all "how dare you?" But, she did have a point. I hate it when mean people are right! I do try harder to be more mature--unless I am hanging with Stephanie--then I can be me :) Love you!
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