shut up

ugh. sometimes i just don’t know when to shut up. i had a perfect plan to get back at my friend, but i was so exited i told another friend, and they found out about my plan. so now i’m hated.

Inside thoughts, outside thoughts…..more silence equals more wisdom.

I am very opinionated, and for the most part people like that I say what I mean, that I don’t sugar coat everything. It’s honest and yeah maybe sometimes it’s a bit harsh, but it’s out there. Latey though I feel like I am being mean. Maybe it’s because I am more aware of my behavior because of my son now, but I feel like I need to sensor myself. I make comments on other peoples lives like it’s going to make a difference…so why bother. I get upset at things that are not in my hands…like how someone else is ruining there lives by there stupid behavior. I guess people could look at me and say the same thing. But why do we do this? Why do we have to pick apart other peoples lives. You know, what they’ve done wrong…we don’t usually focus on what they’ve done right do we? So I guess I’m going to try to make an effort not to complain or pick apart other peoples behavior….but I think this one is going to be hard.

Human being is made with two ears and one mouth so she or he can listen twice as much as speaking.

Epictetus paraphrased.

shut up