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Facets

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People exist on the other side of this monitor. What you are reading right now is not what someone is, it is what someone is presenting to you. All you see is that which is presented, nothing more.

Even if you know them, see them every day, you still only see what they present. You don’t see into their heart, you don’t see the depths of their mind, you don’t know what they are REALLY thinking at any one point.

All you see is one facet of them.

Like a diamond that has been cut and shaped and polished, there are all these tiny pieces that reflect light when you turn it. You might be able to see several facets at one time, but you will only get a light reflection from one at a time.

That is what is being presented to you when someone types things into a computer page. You see ONE facet of them. You don’t see any more, just that part that they choose to show you.

So how can ANYONE judge someone on the other side of the screen?

All you see is what is presented. Is that one little part that is shown really something that you can base a decision about what their life is like?

I have had people who have judged my life based on some part of me that they see in my journal, in my blog, in my emails, or in a picture of me. They decide that it is enough to make a decision about who I am and what I do and do not do. They use that to decide if I love, if I am a good person, if I will help in a given situation and more.

I have been called deviant. I have been told that I am an asshole. I have been told I’m a freak. I’ve been called every kind of name under the sun. Why? Because I chose to live my life in the open. I chose not to hide myself like many people do. I present to you exactly what I am. There are not hidden parts of me, I am open to any question anyone wants to ask.

Have I done bad things? Yes. Do I have regrets? Certainly. Do I feel I have lived my life as best I can? Not by a long shot. Am I happy with who I am? Yes and no. I am who I am.

I don’t mind being judged by those who don’t know. I don’t mind being told that I’m a horror or that they can’t stand me.

That’s why I published the negative comment on my post “A Letter to My Family.”. Someone decided that they wanted to say that I hate women, that I feel like a failed man. All kinds of other things. It doesn’t hurt.

Yes, initially it did hurt some. I took time to think and not react emotionally. I chose to let others see what was said, exactly as it was said. The person was obviously too scared and cowardly to sign their name. None of that really bothers me.

What does bother me is that someone thought that they knew me enough from what I present to make an accurate judgment. That’s a stupid fallacy, and I hope that this post has showed you all just how stupid that is.

I love people. There are some individual persons that I can’t stand. But they have their own problems to work thorough. I chose to take the facet that was shown to me and reflect it back, showing them that little tiny mirror, showing themselves. Sometimes, as is shown in many stories and plays, sometimes those mirrors show who someone really is, and there’s times when that is uncomfortable.

I can look in those mirrors and not hate myself anymore. I used to, now when I look in the mirror, I see the person I want to be, and the person that can be. I am at peace with that.

So sling your best barbs. Do whatever will make you respect the person in the mirror in the morning. If that means hating me, have fun.

I love you anyhow.

Originally posted 2015-06-22 12:56:14. Republished by Blog Post Promoter

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