I am not perfect

Someone just told me I have no right to have rules.  For certain I don't have a "right" to do anything. Yet I give up on trying to explain to people where standards and life choices become this fine line.

No I am not entitled to anything.  I know that but even the rules I set up for others is some I even project onto myself. I don't just settle on certain things after one or two experiences. No the rules are in place for protection so I don't fall into another heart wrenching, but exploding experience again.

So if that makes me sound self righteous please by all means put your labels on me.

My life in a continuous state of breathing and applying causes me to put up barriers so I don't get hurt. Sure it sounds like a snobby thing to do. Yet I am allowed to have morals and standards to help put my life back together.

Last time I looked I was so imperfect that I know I need protection from people. So I have to keep setting up rules and more layers to divide those who harm from those who care.

If that causes such a ripple between people and make them yell and scream at me, so be it. All I know is that the rules are not just mine but millions if not billions of people's. So I am just holding true for only me.

Whatever it may do to those who dig into my life and want to be a part of it, is not my fault. Though unless I am truly involved.

I won't go through more tragedy to acquire anyone unless they put forth the same for me. Standards. Rules.

Maybe I am odd but I have to have protection. Call me stuck up or too high maintenance but that is alright because I can allow myself to be trampled for someone who care naught but 10 percent of the time.

Just won't allow it.

So yeah maybe my 3 main rules are too unfair but that is how it has to be. And most can stick around anyways. I scared them too much with my layers.

Their loss. Not mine.

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