When I heard someone say something wrong and didn’t feel the need to correct them. Now I only speak up if the information is dangerous or will lead to a major inconvenience for the person.
When I suddenly understood that my opinion isn’t always necessary. Sometimes it is best to just listen and observe.
When I realized I could be the bigger person and let things my mom said slide and genuinely forgive her. It’s not easy being the adult in the relationship with your parent.
When I realised that I didn’t have to be angry at someone but I didn’t have to forgive them either. It sounds a bit more complicated than it really is.
REPLY: You can reach a point where you have a certain distance from your emotions and objectivity about your situation. You can recognize when someone’s been disrespectful to you without necessarily being upset about it, but also realizing they don’t deserve the chance to do it again and separating yourself from that person out of your own self-respect.
This morning. I was just thinking about my life and what I’m doing with it and the thought occurred to me that some people aren’t meant for greatness or fame. Some people are just meant to live a mediocre life and die and there’s nothing wrong with that. It’s a comforting thought in a way.
Getting out of the relationship I was in and busting my ass studying for my future. For me, I matured when I gained true confidence and a sense of self-worth. I’ve never felt better.
Losing weight, honestly. I’m finally taking control of something that’s always frustrated me yet never confronted it.
I started in October and it’s been an amazing decision which made me say wow, no one helped me decide, I did it on my own.
I had a bunch, but my biggest moment was when I saw my old pals hanging out in a parking lot, and I didn’t want anything to do with them.
When I stopped believing I was better than everybody.
When a friend of mine verbally lashed out at me and said several hateful and unforgivable things and instead of responding in anger I simply blocked her and moved on with my life.
Then again when she sent me an email basically saying I’m sorry but here’s why I said what I did which was basically her trying to make herself feel better. Deleted, blocked, carried on. Never been so proud of myself.
I started to notice myself saying negative things about me. You know how it is, like self-deprecating humor, but ALL the time. I became more sensitive to other people doing it, and I decided to try something and see how they react: when people said negative things about themselves, I would sarcastically agree with their self-deprecation. I found that despite going out of my way to make it clear I was kidding, people really didn’t like it. So now I have realized that if you say something self-deprecating like that, if it’s something you wouldn’t want to hear someone else say to you, you shouldn’t say it to yourself.
When I heard someone say something wrong and didn’t feel the need to correct them. Now I only speak up if the information is dangerous or will lead to a major inconvenience for the person.
I’ve lived in a bachelor pad for about a year and a half, and one day I walked into my living room and just didn’t like it anymore. The mismatched furniture everywhere, the posters and knick knacks and chipotle menus on the walls, the sheets as curtains, the entire room being centered around a gaming console with beer bottles everywhere… it just wasn’t me anymore. I wanted something clean, nice, where I could sit down and have coffee with my parents without any shame. Something like that.
When i started taking 100% responsibility for everything in my life and stopped blaming others
When I moved in to my apartment and got really excited that one of the closets had more storage than I expected.
A friend told me that you realize you’re an adult when you understand that your parents are only human, for the good and the bad.
I actually had that moment quite recently, and I’m in my late 20’s. I was cooking dinner after work, and suddenly realized that my other isn’t always right and that a lot of the things she shames me for are projected from within her own insecurities and fears. I never considered her own upbringing and experiences because I’ve only known her as my mom, so I felt mature to see her as… another person? I’m not sure if I’m wording that properly.
It was a weird experience, but it’s made it easier to slowly start forgiving her for the stuff she did or didn’t do, and forgive myself as well.
I don’t know if there was ever a real epiphany moment like that for me. Every once in a while, I think about something stupid or embarrassing I did 5 years ago and it makes me cringe. But then it makes me feel kind of good. If I were the same person today, I wouldn’t feel sick like that. The fact I kind of hate 5-years-ago-me means I’ve become a better person since then.