Everyone has their limitations – In essence what they are willing to put up with. Well, I must say my fuse is getting shorter and shorter as I get older. I am at the age that all I want is peace and quiet, no drama, no snotty remarks, no flippant texting. My boundaries are getting tighter and tighter. I am less willing to take abuse and now I have no real need to react either. Walking away is the best solution.
With the intolerance comes tears of sadness! Tears for the loss. Tears for the having to make these types of decisions. Tears for making my social circle smaller and smaller. Should I lower my expectations? Then I would have to expose myself to the rudeness, disrespect, and emotion draining situations. Is it worth it?
Back in July 2015 I wrote in my Crone journal:
I am not seeking answers, but I seek inspiration out of sure desperation
My mission in life is not to thrive; and to just merely survive.
I want passion, compassion sprinkled with some humor and some style.
Is this too much to ask for. I think not.
There are so many others experiencing this same thing …. we have lost compassion.