I often show little patience with those around me, especially when a challenging situation rears its ugly head. Like I said, it’s considered a noble quality to those that admire strength. But I’ve seen the flip side of the coin, where drive and determination often wrecks fragile hearts. I’m doing my best to be more compassionate but often the fire brand of survival gets the best of me. And while it may seem admirable to pull one’s self up by the bootstraps. In reality it’s a quality that beyond just yourself come be abusive and aloof.
You know I may be wrong about all this, but as I search my soul for greater peace and understanding, it seems vividly clear. While we all need to carry a certain amount of drive and determination. When we allow that bravado to override our decency and compassion, who are really helping? I like to think I’ve grown a lot over the years. But when growth continues to bury deeper that damaged child, have we really solved any of our problems? I don’t know, this is just shit I been asking myself the past day or so. Especially with all the crazy going on around me at the moment.