Midlife Creative

I cannot change people.

I cannot change their habits or personalities.

I cannot change the things about them that drive me crazy.

I cannot change how they dress, the choices they make, or what they eat.

I cannot change how they overwater the grass, how they wash the dishes, or the things they are picky about that I see as ridiculous.

I cannot change their anxious or controlling nature, their tendency to repeat themselves, how they drive, their persona on social media, their bedtime routine, their sleep habits, or hygiene routines.

I cannot change what News network they watch, who they vote for, or what they spend their money on.

If I know I cannot change them….any of them….then why do I try?
Why do I seek to manipulate and control by making side comments, bargaining, and complaining? Why do I let other people frustrate me and derail my plans and affect my mood?

Why not just let go?

Open my hands and heart, and let people stay who they are….them.
Maybe my way isn’t the best way? Maybe my way isn’t the only way? Maybe having two sides, or three, or four ways of thinking about things isn’t bad?

Maybe I could even change MY WAY of thinking about things?

Nah, that would be too much.