I know what I know. But I’m aware there are things I dont know. I just dont know what I dont know.
I am sure of my convictions, my opinions. I am sure of my right and wrong.
I have very low patience for those who dont.
I let my impatience show but temper it with apologies.
At my age, what I know matters, alot, to me.
I am more adamant, more convinced.
The best part about this is I also know there is room to learn and grow. I wish I could know everything, have an opinion on everything….
Am I always right. No way. Do I apologize. For sure. But boy will I fight it out. I think I might be getting a little too fraught when I see an injustice happening. My perceived injustice that is. I am vocal …like saying to a store manager ” you need to stop talking now” when he’s being disrespectful and unjust to me. Is that stepping over the line? Or, is it me not giving a shit and sticking to my opinion…..rudeness or empowerment – apparantly it’s a fine line. But one I get a kick out of walking on.
Confidence with conviction. Love the feeling💥☯️☮