Anyone who knows me well knows I let go of things pretty easily; perhaps to a fault (once the things are over, anyway). Wait, what? Is it really such a fault to be abnormally forgiving?
Anyone who knows me well knows I rarely stress over the stresses in my life. Sure I might talk about the stresses, but you’d be hard-pressed to call me stressed.*
Is there some cause and effect here?
Some discussions I’ve observed recently have helped solidify a couple ideas I’ve been mulling around in my head for a while:
If an argument is based on a misunderstanding and the people arguing realize this fact, no one has the “right” to be mad anymore. As soon as the misunderstanding is pointed out, the entire context of everything that followed vanishes. Granted, it takes a while for your anger hormones to dissipate. Go for a walk. Exercise. Eat some ice cream. Act like it never happened.
Forget your own first impressions. We all know first impressions make a huge difference in our lives. Have you ever felt like you “should” have achieved something were it not for the first impression you made? Have you ever bothered to examine your own judgments in that regard? I have many friends on whose feet, off I wrongly got.
I hope English forgives me for murdering it…
* It was about 3 minutes after I wrote that when I realized it rhymed. Just be glad I didn't try to take it further…