When I was little, my parents often decided things for me without consulting me. That was part of their right as my parents, whether it was small -- like whether or not I got to buy my lunch at school, or large -- like whether or not I had access to the car when I finally got my driver's license. They always operated with my best interest at heart -- at least that's what I choose to believe for the most part.
Being a grown up now, I sometimes wish in a wistful way that my parents, or some other person, would make my decisions for me. But this is usually saved for times when I have a monumental task in front of me. Most of the time, I am perfectly content to shake my own Magic 8 Ball and see what pops up in the window.
With that in mind, it kind of ticks me off when someone else tries to make my decisions for me. Last time I checked, I still am a grown woman with a mind of my own. (They did let me vote yesterday so I'm guessing I look my age too.) It is not up to you to decide what I can or cannot handle. Don't think that you are protecting me or doing what is in my best interest by keeping information from me. You are only serving to worry me and cause great consternation.
If I say that I care about you, I mean it. That means that I want to know what is going on with you -- whatever that may be -- good, bad, or otherwise. You may rationalize your stubbornness, but there are no prizes for bravery here. In any case, I'm just going to call it like I see it and dub it pig-headedness, which is not nearly as flattering in the harsh light of day. Furthermore, the truth always comes out eventually, so you might as well own up to it now instead of waiting for me to find out about it later.
You may look at all of the hurdles in front of me and think that I certainly do not need one more lined up; totally not your call. I will find a way to leap over them or knock them over in the process; I always do. I am a strong, independent woman and what this usually boils down to is the idea of "mind over matter." If I don't mind, then it doesn't matter. But in this case, I do mind, which means whatever you're going through matters to me.
So here's a little number from Gwen and the boys of No Doubt. There is no doubt in my mind that it's my life.
Theme Song #14: It's My Life by No Doubt http://youtu.be/ubvV498pyIM
Flexing my mental muscles,
Selina
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