Usually I’m a half glass full type of person, but when it comes to people, I’m a glass half glass empty because some a-hole drank my water. I think it has something to do with being raised in Miami, and the self-centered mindset of everyone down there. Living in the South and Midwest has really opened my eyes. People can be nice!
For as long as I can remember, I’ve been judging people. It started in school with the nerds and the losers, and it just continued on into adult life. Now, I am by no means a bully or anything. All of these mean guy thoughts stay in my head, but to me that’s bad enough.
At the mall I judge the mom sitting at the playground on her phone ignoring her kid. I’ve been there though. When Hubs was deployed, I was that mom. The mall was my only moment of freedom from the kids. At the grocery store when the person in front of me doesn’t have any produce, I judge. I’ve also been there. It was cheaper for me to buy almost everything at the commissary but get my vegetables from Walmart.
Lately, I’ve noticed myself being more and more judgmental. I figure it has to do with the stress of moving, but I’d like to start on a more positive path before getting to Hawaii. It’s my intention to start new in Hawaii with organization, routine, and fitness. This is just another step in the right direction.
Are you a jerk like me, or do you view strangers in a positive light before getting to know them?
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