How many times have you felt misunderstood? Or neglected by the people that were supposed to know you better? Have you ever tried to understand someone who is completely different or relates to different things than you do?
I feel like nowadays we’re not making an effort. We’re not making an effort to connect with other people or to understand them.
The only time the majority of us really cares about the quality of our commitment is when it’s about fulfilling our independent goals and dreams.
But aren’t we supposed to be there for each other?
I mean, when you have a friend you need to be there during the time you put aside for them. You need to understand their likes and dislikes and most importantly you need to listen to what they have to say.
Same for family members and everyone that allows you to be part of their lives.
Time is our most precious possession and we’ve been giving it away for free without truly appreciating it. We should be investing in relationships and experiences that can transform us.
Most of the time I see people somewhere between listening and finding a hole to speak. A lot of people just forget the first one. Most of us never truly get the meaning of sharing. Sharing time, sharing places and experiences. Usually if there’s something to be enjoyed there’s always one person who’ll suck the joy out of everything because they learned they had priority over everyone else.
In reality we’re all trying to find our place and when someone steps on what we’ve been trying to safely keep as ours, it’s like they’ve breached through an invisible bubble. And we stop respecting their bubble too. So we start to build bigger walls to keep them away and somehow we think it’s normal to look at everyone as intruders. We stop seeing humans and we start to see aliens or something so different that there is no way they’ll understand our space and there is no option other than to focus on our little world inside these walls.
This is what happens with strangers in our lives. If we don’t know them, why do we think it’s fair to talk about them or to criticize? Why do we think we have the right to look at them in a certain way? Why do we feel like our thoughts and beliefs are better or stronger than theirs?
“You think the only people who are people
Are the people who look and think like you.
But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger
You’ll learn things you never knew you never knew.”
Let’s promise to make an effort with others. A real one. To create or to take time to understand what they’re made of and why they are the way they are. And not to judge or try to change them. Just to listen. Then maybe we’ll feel part of their world too.