So I was asked to write about acceptance. Or rather, the acceptance of where you are in life. I was so excited when I was given this topic. Mainly because I had nothing to write about. Anyways, I have a love-hate relationship with acceptance. Scratch that. Damn acceptance. Never settle and accept your circumstances. Never. Always strive to be better and to get closer to your goals. If you don’t want to be a cashier at McDonald’s anymore, strive to be a manager there. Never settle for mediocre. Unless that’s what you aspire to. I believe that we are so much more and greater than our current situations. If you are not happy with your current circumstances, don’t fall into compliance. Break the rules. Ignore the standards. Live! As far as acceptance from others, forget about it. I have slaved and worked and strived for the acceptance of my mother for almost thirty years. And I’m going to let you all in on a secret. I will NEVER gain her approval or acceptance. And guess what? I don’t fucking care anymore. Trying to make others accept you for who you are is fuckin tiring. And trust me, I’m exhausted. Stop worrying about other people accepting you. Learn to love and accept yourself. And I promise everything will fall into place. Not saying that everyone is your enemy or doesn’t have your best interests in mind. But no one. Absolutely no one will treat you better than you. I dare to say FUCK acceptance from people and society and motherfuck accepting the cards of life you were dealt. Throw that shit out and try to build a better hand. Acceptance is good in a perfect world. But it’s not a necessity to be a greater you.
