So over the past week I've found this really awesome sense of self-worth and like...I dunno...respect for myself. Or something like that. And it's not because I had an amazing spiritual transformation or anything like that, though the lessons were great, it was because I met so many strong people this week and got closer to a lot of people in my own group. Like, I know that I am worthy of being loved because I have people that love me. You know? Like I don't have to settle, because I deserve to be around people who value me and whom I value in return. Makes sense, right?
Well this didn't hit me until tonight, as I got in my car to leave from a bonfire with Nick, Marty, Bailey, Jbob, Daniel, and Jake (who is home from the Navy for a week). Not to specifically name names here but a few of these people are the most insensitive, arrogant, degrading, rude people I have ever met. Now, it's funny when it's not aimed at you, sure, but when you really think about it it's the saddest thing in the world. They have to make others feel like they are worthless just so they can feel like they are worth anything at all. What the fuck? How does making fun of people 90% of the time you're talking to them constitute friendship at all? What is that contributing to the world? Nothing but negativity.
In the real world, the only things we have to depend on are God and each other and when we can't support one another, bad things happen. I figured out this week that support and love and trust in a group are very possible things to have, and I refuse to accept anything less from the people in my life.
What am I going to do?
