Late Night Ponderings

I’m realizing that I rely on people just a bit too much. I care so much about other people’s opinions, that sometimes I’m afraid to speak my own.

There’s a healthy balance somewhere in between. There have been times that I haven’t cared what other people think, and I think I’m now overcompensating.

Acceptance is such a difficult thing to extend to ourselves. I think sometimes we forget to, or just don’t think we deserve it. If we don’t accept or respect ourselves, that negativity emanates off of us, so how is anyone else going to accept or respect us either?

I’ve found that the more caught up in what others think of me, the less I like myself, and the less I like myself, the more miserable I am to be around.

Now, I’ve been blessed with some amazing friends and family, a wonderful support system, and I couldn’t be more grateful for them. But at the end of the day, I’m stuck with myself no matter who else is or isn’t in my life. I have to live with me all the time, no one else does.

Do you know how frustrating that can be to have to live with yourself all the time? If not, let me tell you, it’s quite the ordeal sometimes.

I’m also realizing that I’m a lot more prejudiced than I would like to be. I’m sorry to say it.

The other day on the bus, a woman started talking with me. I went along with it, but she was asking some personal stuff and I was a little weirded out by it.

Then she said something. Something that clicked with me and made me realize that I actually knew her from a group I go to. She only went once, but I had still met her before.

I felt so guilty! How could I possibly forget someone like that? And even worse, I think I approached the situation with too much caution. Why am I so skeptical of people?

I know why…

It’s because of the situation I just got out of. But the idea that it could infiltrate my entire life so thoroughly, even still, that bothers me deeply. I want to be there for people, I want to remember, I want to show kindness, whether I know them or not. After all, people are still people, even if there are some bad ones out there.

So what am I going to do about this? I have two paths I see that I can take. I’ll have to take both eventually, though I’m not sure which one to start with. I could start with loving and accepting myself for who and what I am, or I could start reaching out to others and try to be more accepting of them. Maybe I just need to do both.

Wounds take time to heal. I’m learning that some wounds go deeper than I realized. I’m left with the consequences and left to clean up the mess that’s left behind.

It’s not over yet.

Sometimes my thoughts are a big jumbled mess that I have to wade (trudge) through.

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5 thoughts on “Late Night Ponderings

  1. I can relate to this. Living with myself all the time – actually drove me crazy last time I was unemployed I beat myself up all the time and it was so exhausting. I worried a lot about what others thought of me too. All my HSP qualities drove me crazy! I needed to be around my husband not to feel that way.

    What I found is the more I love and accept myself for who I am the easier it is to reach out to others and accept them. I think accepting yourself is the first place to start. I haven’t accepted that being an HSP can actually be a positive thing, so I still have work to do with that. Finding away to take advantage of it instead of being annoyed by it.

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    1. Aww… Thank you so much for the advice. šŸ™‚ I’ve had a difficult time accepting HSP qualities for most of my life, then reading about it and finding out that there wasn’t actually anything wrong with me helped a lot. Still very much a work in progress though…

      Thank you so much for sharing your experience with me. Do you find that understanding yourself helps with it?

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  2. Yes, it definitely helps! After reading about it as time passed I realized more and more which personality traits are due to me being an HSP and replaced those negative feelings about those traits with acceptance. Maybe not a positive feeling, but at least acceptance that there’s nothing wrong with me for feeling a certain way. Finding the positive is a definite goal of mine. But, I have made a lot of progress already.

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