Humans are a lot like art.
I recently went to an art gallery, it’s a bit difficult to decipher art with 0 to no knowledge of how to read it. So there we stood, minutes passing, eyes staring blankly at art pieces. Hoping to catch a drift of the breeze of expertise and depth the artist put into it. In those moments of not comprehending art, we rarely blame the artist, it is us who lack the eye to perceive their work, it is our shortcoming. Humans are a bit like art, people sometimes get you and sometimes they don't.
So the question I contemplate today is, does it matter if people dislike you or better yet like you?
I think it does. I believe a small part of why it matters, is that we all see ourselves with a critical eye. We struggle with actually liking ourselves sometimes(or it could just be me). We all have our inhibitions, parts of ourselves we would like to mend, and probably eradicate. Moments from our lives where we have acted so embarrassingly, probably said the wrong thing, or treated someone poorly, that it haunts us a bit in our sleep and keeps us awake.
But I like to think that’s being human, being messy, being whatever we are, we weren’t meant to be perfect. We simply cannot be. So in those moments of pure unadulterated self-doubt, we look outwards and seek that validation in others, which may help sometimes to pass this living moment’s diffidence. But, humans are barely able to figure themselves out and their lives, so I highly doubt giving another person the power to define you, reeks sense and logic.
“All I can do is be me-whoever that is”-Bob Dylan
I think I spend too much time thinking about what other people think of me, wrapped in their opinion. Sometimes, I feel entirely consumed and I possess too much care to hear their thoughts, which is unfortunate. Somedays I can, some days I know who I am and I stand firm in that. I think, no matter how nonchalant and detached you are, a small part of the toughest shells, also care. I had a conversation with a friend wondering why we should care at all and he said,” Logically you shouldn’t care a bit, but it always does matter”.
I’m hoping, that as you live life more, these voices become smaller, only your opinion matters. We break free almost, we know who to take seriously, and who not to. I hope when the time comes, there we stand, minutes passing, staring with kinder eyes at the mirror. Seeing more good in ourselves as time flies by, understanding a bit more, forgiving a lot more.
“If there’s any kind of magic in this world…it must be in the attempt of understanding someone, sharing something”-Before Sunrise (1995) written by Linklater and Kim Krizan.
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