I was reminded today that not everyone is putting forth the same effort that others may be in this life. I was also reminded that some don't even have an idea where they should begin.
I was reminded that some are struggling with demons that no one can hear or see. That no one seems to think that it's anyone else's responsibility to offer help or assistance to these people until someone is harmed and it's all too late.
I was reminded that there is a serious problem with alcoholism and drug abuse in our world and that the majority of the drugs of choice are all prescribed by a doctor. And we all know how acceptable the consumption of alcohol is no matter what the damage.
I was reminded that an addict is an addict is an addict and that even the most natural of 'medicines' can cause people harm and are addictive. I've seen people lose everything to that green plant that everyone seems so sure is the answer to everything that ails you. Even if we're able to prove that true, does that mean it's a good idea to abuse it through daily 'recreational use'? My bad, how dare I make the suggestion? Because it took me so very long to admit this all to myself.
I was reminded that many people suffer in silence with no one to turn to. I was reminded that even if these people had help available to them, their own issues with self-love would not allow them to be that good to themselves. I was reminded that some people are terrified of the repercussions that come with speaking the truth. There are those in this world that would beat you down harder into the ground to keep you silent. There are those who make you feel small for them to feel large. There are those who wish you to be less so they can seem like more.
I was reminded that no matter who you are, we all have baggage and that we carry it differently. Some people hide behind the fake worlds they create until they believe it to be real no matter how much it causes harm, to themselves and everyone else forced to accept the false reality. Others face it to the point that no one wants to know the truth because it might just shatter their world and we just cannot have that. You know that reflection of you might make my reflection look 'less than' and then I'd have to...what's the word? Oh right....'change'.
I was reminded today that those who hurt others the worst are the ones who have been hurt the worst. Whether by their actions or choices or by someone or something else altogether.
Hating and hurting everyone else will never make anyone whole.
I learned long ago to walk away, even if I did run my mouth at first. Sooner or later it's just not worth it to be right, it's not worth it to prove anything to anyone who isn't willing to hear.
I learned that others need to fall on their own faces and egos in order to actually even want to change or realize that change is even needed in the first place.
I also learned that there are some that are so far gone that it actually is too late for them to break the cycles. I've learned that some people allow their parasites to consume them and everyone within arm's reach will be pulled into the feeding frenzy.
The lesson? Tend to your own gardens and don't pay attention to anyone flinging proverbial feces to ruin your day, life, self-esteem or any of the goodness and healing you have created and come from.
They're suffering more than you could know and it's not your fault.
Masks....we all wear them at one time or another. Whether to protect ourselves or to protect others or to just not have to face ourselves for a spell. We've all been there, no much how much one might protest.
Compassion goes a long way (especially with ourselves who we seem to always put last). If you really can't take the abuse you're being dished, then maybe you should realise, you abuse yourself by accepting anything less than love and respect. What are you waiting for?
Food for thought after I watched others today and cried in gratitude for the things I used to accept in my life that I can't fathom accepting ever again.
Author: Cari-Lee Miller
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