It is not possible – I have learned – to please everyone. Or… if you try to please some, others will be upset, and if you try to divert that attention… the first ones are mad.
Pleasing everyone for me would involve me compromising my principles, which I am not wont to do. My background would imply that at my current age – I would be a curmudgeon.
My maternal family happened to be a bit different. They weren’t frightening outliers like my paternal side – but they weren’t nearly as strict and tight-laced as others would believe.
Now that I’m older… I realize that the restrictions that I thought were so terrible? They kept me alive and out of trouble. So many terrible things happened to my schoolmates. One was actually shot and killed at a bus stop because he refused to give up his shoes.
They took the shoes too.
I’m also very happy… because I didn’t feel horrid at all for the first time in days. My back was screaming for hours though. I felt a little bit ill, but it wasn’t as bad as before.
Ugh… I need to write up my grocery list… and then start prepping and pick a day to hit the grocery store.
~J. Lyst
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