take a moment and think of the person, or, if you’re lucky, people, in your life who are willing to confront you.
go ahead. i’ll wait.
think of someone? good. each of us, i believe, are lucky enough to have one, maybe two of these people in your life at a given moment.
while it may be obvious why these people are a huge boon to your existance and well-being (who doesn’t lile trust and open communication?), they are of a rarer cut than immediately presents itself. the reason for this is that i have come to the realization that no one exists to be your personal life coach.
that’s right. nobody cares about you.
and why should they? what have you ever done for them?
we’re always aghast when we hear someone speaking ill of us, and wonder why so-and-so didn’t have the balls to say that to your face. while their actions may be terrible have you ever stopped to think about the fact that maybe, just maybe, you are the terrible one, and why would they go out of their way to make themselves uncomfortable confronting you when the only upside is a marginal improvement to your own perception, while drastically increasing the lilelihood of further confrontation or poor perception and reputation propogated from the action? yeah.
in other words, little chance of that situation turning out good for anybody. just think of all the times you’ve not confronted someone and took the easy way out.
be mindful. be self-aware. ask yourself the tough nagging questions. if the answer isn’t ideal, do something about it. and hang on to your dear friends who are brave enough to risk their comfort and reputation to bring an issue to light.