They say a good bottle of red wine gets better with age.. that’s something I used to believe about people… that’s something I used to believe about myself … the growing process that is…
I used to believe that as we get older… the choices we make.. .good or bad…all chalks up to our experience.. it adds to our maturity and makes us better people… just like a good bottle of red wine..
However, herein lies the problem with that concept.. I failed to factor in that making choices doesn’t necessarily make us better people.. if you make a good choice… then good for you.. but if you make a bad choice.. there’re 2 ways to go about it… either admit it was a bad choice and learn from it.. or remain stubborn about it and let it retard yourself..
I admit that I’ve been making a lot of questionable choices lately… I’ve actually known it for a long time despite my constant debates with friends… I’ve been turning a deaf ear because I’ve failed to see, time and time again, the reason why I should stop… the way I saw it.. no one was getting hurt.. except my pride and my soul..
Someone who was once a good friend of mine told me to have fun.. as long as no one was getting hurt… I could only offer her a smile of uncertainty… unsure then of how this was gonna lead me through…
8-9 blog posts ago.. I mentioned that I tend to tread the fine line of bitterness and growth… I realised lately that I’ve been stepping into the former… I started to look at the people around me ..the people who have used me in the past and the people whom i’ve resisted from letting in and the people who have actually been there for me… i started to ask myself… ‘How did it all come down to this?‘
How far have I fallen? How did I allow this to happen to me?
A good friend just told me a few days ago…
‘Jules, you can just be neutral.. you don’t have to go full-on evil..’
It was just something as simple as that.. simple words.. not many people could probably comprehend the simple yet powerful weight behind those words…
I need to learn to forgive again..
I think it’s time to mature..
I think it’s time to grow up again..
Like a good bottle of Red WIne.