Live Metanoia

I wish when I was younger I understood the concept that we as human beings change as we get older.

And that we are supposed to. And that it’s okay.

That our thoughts and ideals will evolve and we become more aware of ourselves and how our parents raised us and how we differ in our friends and other family units when it comes to how they were raised.

Some come from broken homes. Some experience trauma at a young age. Some are forced to grow up to fast. Some are extremely spoiled and are thrusted into adulthood acting like a psychopath because they were never told no.

I digress.

We observe how siblings can differ in life even though they were raised in the same home. Some got preferential treatment, some were treated equally the same. And yet, one sibling can be a hot mess of immaturity and issues and the other can have healthy relationships with others and thrive.

I have always found it fascinating how different siblings, cousins, family, friends can all be so different and yet we still find our way into friendships and relationships. I don’t think well adjusted people stray to far from other well adjusted people- birds of a feather and all that- but there is a mix of people in adulthood through work, relationships, in laws family’s and extended family’s that we all have to wade through. Different personalities and beliefs mixing together are what make life interesting. I believe in healthy debate. But what I don’t believe in is hate.

Our world has become so quick to judge. So hypocritical. No one wants to stop and think about the other person and what they may be experiencing. No one wants to play devil’s advocate to be less biased. We want to be right all the time, every time.

But my people- that’s not how it works.

I know I am guilty of it. When I was younger I felt like I had to be right no matter what. I felt like I had to argue until I was blue in the face and it didn’t matter what I said to others as long as I won.

No matter how harsh. No matter how mean.

But now I have learned that peace is so much more important. I have learned that sometimes the argument or the battle is not worth it and we should let people go on continuing to live how they want to because in the end your argument will not change their opinion. It’s sad and frustrating as it is, it’s true.

As adults people are set in their ways because they’re too afraid to change.

It’s ‘to hard’ they say.

They can’t do the ‘shadow work’, or the hard stuff, and look in the mirror and see their own faults and work to better themselves. They refuse to seek therapy or counseling if they can’t do it themselves. They blame others for their short comings. So arguing with them is a waste of your breath and waste of your time, energy, and patience because they will never see your side of the argument due to their own biases.

This post was supposed to be about how we are all different and can all bring something to the table but for some reason it got spicy.

I guess I’m just tired. Tired of seeing how horrible people can be to each other. Tired of hearing others do nothing but whine and complain and trash others because they won’t take the time to talk to the person they’re mad at. I’m tired of the drama and the crap.

I feel like I’m in a period in my life where I’m over all of it. I’m over feeling the need to justify myself. I’m over the need to try and try and try again with people who could care less. Im over hearing grown adults whine about other adults. I’m definitely over reading posts that friends share on social media that are other people telling you that it’s ‘okay to be a shitty person’ or to ‘keep being the person who tries again again because that’s how we “should be”’.

And screw that. The overachievers, the empaths, the ones who try and try again are exhausted.

There’s to many “ opinions” out there that people carelessly share that have no basis in fact or have any idea of how people really are.

I’m over it.

I guess turning 30 really put me in ‘XGames mode’ because I no longer give a damn. Life is so abundantly short. Why are we living it for others ? Why are we, as adults, letting others tell us how to live our own lives or letting them influence how we feel ? That time is over my friends.

It’s time to let them live their lives and you live yours.

Be happy. Without excuses. Without explanations. Let everyone else wonder why. Because your happiness is worth it.

Every. Single. Inch.

My journey continues

Kaycee