I write often. I delete just as often.
I find myself in a rather negative state of mind. It is disturbing. I like being faced with situations that are challenging because it amuses me to discover options and solutions.
So when I write the only thing that taps forth is judgement and criticism. Very unpleasant and certainly not productive. Why share that? I won’t.
My thoughts and words will not alter anyones personality or behavior. I know this. So I delete the words, but the thoughts linger. The judgmental feelings that I delete are clearly transparent to… me, a person who is equally difficult and obnoxious in seeking solutions that are not easily found. And I can’t bare to look in here. Recognizing my weaknesses somehow diminish any positive traits I humor myself in having.
I think one of the most annoying and wonderful quirks is the confidence in which people live. They are right and perfect and justified. I don’t know what that feels like. I envy those who are so sure.
I believe if I want to change my negativity I must feel and think positive things regardless of what…
Stop… and just regard.