Gosh, don’t we all have them?! Let’s see, if I were to list some of the hang ups I have, what would they be?
*thinking*
*thinking more*
*thinking even more*
For the purpose of definition, a hang up is something that prevents you from being a better person. A psychological or emotional difficulty or inhibition.
So perhaps it is my fear of my children having bad manners that will reflect on me being a bad mother? Or the fear that people realise that I am really not that smart? Certainly my fear of being fat forever!
When I was in my teens, my dad had forced me to attend a leadership life development course that spanned a week and cost a lot of money. He obviously thought I could benefit from it but at the risk of being obnoxious, the one thing I got from it was that there were so many people in this world who had much more hang ups than I even knew existed!
Most of the participants were Malaysian and mostly older. I was a teenager after all, and these were people past married life and kids. I thought the course was a farce and a waste of time but I could certainly see how it had helped many people. It was life changing for them. But these were things I was already practising in my day to day life!
I have just been reminded again this week just how screwed up people can be for whatever reason and it pains me so. These are people who are the victims of society, the crippled, the complainers, the large egos, the ruthless ones, the insecure…….this week alone, I have had to deal with FIVE separate incidences (from 5 different women) of this shit. I’m too old for this.
If only I could break down their personalities, analyse their behaviour and give you some good old gossip. But that would be rude. So I tell myself, to be patient with them and let them learn at their own pace. Sometimes, you cannot force others to see what they refuse to see. Even if the obvious is smashing into their faces time and time again.
Thank you, Mom, for making me what I am and not one of them.
THANK YOU SO MUCH.
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