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Be Responsible

As most of you know I'm a Bravo Housewives Fan. I watch them all - it's just cheap harmless entertainment for me. Anyway, I keep thinking about the Real Housewives of Atlanta after watching it on Sunday. I've been watching it since it started in 2008 and I can't help but wonder why everyone is always in each others business. Even the men have to stick their nose in things, and to top it off, if you don't like what they're saying about you and your life they're going to work really hard to convince you that they're right. I don't have and don't want friends like that.

Here's the way I see it. If you really want advice from a friend you'll ask for it, and when they give it to you it doesn't mean it's gospel - it's just their personal opinion, but since you asked for it you take what you feel is useful and throw out the rest. No one really knows your life but you. You know what brings you joy and what causes sorrow. You know what burdens you carry and the ones that you've let go. You know where you use to be and where you are today, so most likely you already know the answer to your question. Now don't get it twisted and think I'm telling you not to reach out to your friends...I'm just saying as adults we need to be responsible for ourselves...responsible for our choices regardless of others opinions. We shouldn't need approval from our friends.


Fortunately I've been blessed with a friend that I can share my life with without her passing judgement. We have discussions but never do we tell each other what we should or shouldn't do. If I feel that I need guidance I will ask and she will offer. We respect each others boundaries and stay out of each others hula hoop - that's called true friendship. Friendship shouldn't be a dictatorship.
Peace, Love & Hugs!







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