I’ve realised that I’m at a point in my life when I’m far less bothered about things I used to really care about……..
I’m finding my mind mulling over these (and other) changes and wondering if it’s about arrogance, not caring or just being more content?
A lot of problems start when we feel pressure to be something we aren’t. Sometimes it’s about squashing a trait that we feel (or have been told) is undesirable; sometimes it’s about trying to be something that we aren’t.
I accept that the dress that makes you look a stone lighter hasn’t been invented; I’m probably right in thinking that if somebody wants a ‘catch-up,’ it usually means they want relationship advice; I accept that not everyone wants to hear the truth, but that’s what you get when you’re in my life.