There’s a certain serenity in being left alone. I used to never understand why my old man seemed to enjoy his own company over talking. But every once-in-awhile, he’d crawled out if his shell and talk up a storm, but just not much to me. Oh, don’t worry I’ve pretty much laid those issues to rest. Plus, as I’ve grown older, I’m beginning to see the benefits of isolation. It’s apparent my social skills are lacking (of which I’m constantly reminded.) But that’s either here or there, because apparently, I ain’t changing, just ask my wife.
I suppose my point is, “Ya can't please everyone, so ya got to please yourself”, thanks Ricky. Anyway, we waste so much of our lives worrying about what others think. We often sacrifice ourselves, for the sake of acceptance. While giving of one’s self is a noble truth, so too is taking care of yourself. Most people I know are either so wrapped up in themselves they have no empathy or compassion for others. Or they give so much of themselves, there is nothing left for them. Listen balance is the key, love and give as much as you can, but leave a little for yourself.