Writer's Workshop: #acceptance

The prompt for this week was based off of the one word resolution idea. I did a one word resolution last year if you'd like to check it out. Last year's resolution has nothing to do with this post I just thought you might need more info about the one word resolution. 


     One of the hardest lessons you ever learn growing up, is that not everyone is going to like you. That lesson applies to even lovable me. Shocker! I know. Unfortunately, just because you grow up, doesn't mean that that lesson gets any easier to accept. Life makes things even more asinine complicated when you are forced to deal with that person on a regular basis, be it an ex, a boss or a neighbor, sometimes societal niceties dictate that one must be much more mature than I really am want to be.
     I have someone in my life that plots my unfortunate demise dislikes me. The feeling, over the years, has become mutual but I'm just not sure how it got to this point. Needless to say, this holiday season was filled sharp comments, hurt feelings and the stink of a clearance aisle candle. Yeah, good times.
     A few years ago, I owned up and apologized for my part of this squabble and I went on with my life, hoping that both sides could grow up and move the fuck on move forward with a greater understanding and acceptance of the other. I've never lost the hope that we could stand being in the same room with each other without resorting to throwing food and feces at each other make this relationship work but I've begun to realize that it's just not going to happen. I'm too bitter and hurt to ever want to trust this person again and without trust you don't have anything anyway.

     I've wanted to write this post for several months now and I've written and re-written it numerous times. At first I wanted to lash out and seek approval from all of you. I wanted to hear how much this person was missing out and how I was the bigger person. You know, the norm. But still this post sat in my draft folder and over the months it has evolved.
     I've finally realized that I don't need the approval of my readers, but you can still give it to me if you want I'm not even seeking the acceptance of the person with whom I'm in the process of cursing with male pattern baldness, back hair and a raging case of acne feuding. Finally, I understand that what bothers me the most about this situation is that I haven't accepted the simple fact that not everyone is going to like me! So this year I am going to work very hard to accept myself for who I am. And if certain people don't like me they can suck it and learn how to live life as a balding, pimply silver-back.
Peace Out!
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