Martin
It's taken me many long years of work to become happy with who I am. I've made some hard decisions and broken several bad habits in order to get to where I am now. I no longer allow myself to be used as a doormat, nor ascribe to any of the "nice guy" philosophies I dumped with some of my other emotional baggage. I can stand on my own two feet, both financially and emotionally, and expect others in my life to be capable of doing the same. I'm perfectly willing to help a friend to get back on their feet, but I refuse to help anybody that won't help him or herself.
I have been accused of being mildly opinionated, but rarely get vehement about anything. Life is too short to get stressed over something as silly as an argument; traffic morons don't even piss me off any more since I made a promise to myself to quit yelling at idiots that do stupid/dangerous things near me. I spent six years in the NAVY and one of my more favorite acronyms from that time is F.I.D.O. (fuck it, drive on), if there's nothing you can do about it, avoid it and/or move on with your life. It follows the whole "teaching a pig to dance" concept: all it does is piss off the pig, and waste your time. I've always found it to be best to choose my battles carefully: There's no reason to get up in arms about trivial things.
I don't feel anything is truly a mistake if you correct your error (if possible) and move on, avoiding ever doing that again. I don't expect people to completely avoid making mistakes, but I do expect them to take responsibility for them when they do. Actions do have consequences: it's a concept I think entirely too few people understand in this day and age.
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