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Senior Year Coming to an End

As my senior year in high school comes to an end, I look back to where it all began– kindergarten. When I look back to those years, it seems so long ago but I can remember them so vividly. All of Kindergarten to first grade were care free times for me in school and I notice how with every year I went to a new grade, school became more and more difficult. I have at least one memory from every year and when I think about each year I’ve endured in school, it’s almost like watching myself grow up. At times I am saddened that I will never get those years back, but as I look at where I am today, I’m perfectly happy staying here.

Although not every year was the most pleasant and there were schools I hated more than others, I am thankful for each one and the role they have played in my life to becoming to who I am today. I used to count the days until I could start another year that would be closer to my senior year, but now that I’m here, I try to ignore the days I have left. I don’t want to think about the end of my days here at MSA with my friends who have become a family and my school that has become a home. It is easy for me to say without hesitation that my last two years of school at MSA have been the best years of school in my life… and possibly the best two years of my life.

This school has challenged me more than I thought was possible and has made me realize my potential as not just a writer, but as a person. Because of my disabilities, I have never really believed in myself the way I have at this school, and my disabilities become insignificant to who I am and how I perform academically. I really cannot express with words the amount of gratitude I feel because of my experience here. I have learned so much about myself, about so many topics, and about others which I am most thankful for. I have made so many friends and have been educated on so many problems they face in their life and it has made me so much more aware of the world I live in.

I recently changed my bio on this website to my favorite quote: “You cannot do all the good the world needs, but the world needs all the good you can do.” Realizing how much evil resides in our society, I find it all too difficult to find purpose of living. However, with evil, there is also so much good. There is good among our world and within ourselves and it depletes any evil when you live with the intention of focusing on the beautiful aspects of life. But to go deeper, I have found that I want my purpose to be trying to make up for all of the horrible things that surround me by spreading as much good as I can do. We are merely humans, but humans are capable of so much If we come together and work for a common goal.

I notice that it is very easy for me to go on these tangents of purpose when it typically isn’t my intention to speak upon this subject, but I can’t talk about my experience in life without including hope, because that is where my mindset is now, thanks to two years of learning and obtaining knowledge at this school.

I would like to close by saying thank you for any blogs you may have read written by me. I appreciate your consideration to my words greatly and hope to have your support as I continue throughout my life and see where this next chapter takes me:)

-Katie Spiers

The Hardship of a Loss

Everyone has experienced loss at one point in their life. Some people, if you’re really unlucky, have experienced more than once. Or the time you did experience it, it was someone so close to you that you never needed to go through it again. Whatever your situation of losing someone was, it is one of the hardest– if not, the hardest– things you will go through in life. Having someone stripped from the world before you is many words with unfair being one of the most accurate. There is nothing about a death that is fair. Maybe to the one who left because they get to live in a better place, but it leaves you with the cold feeling of constantly yearning for something you won’t get back– at least not in this life. I’ve heard that God tends to take the best ones because he needs more angels in heaven, but I can’t seem to agree because if anything, we need all the angles we can get on earth.

Death is not easy by any means, but it is so vital to our existence as humans living life. It is one of the most important things to experience in life– but this goes for all pain. Pain opens new doors through reevaluation and thought processes you never knew you could have, but at the end of the journey, it brings you somewhere new, so you can be someone new. Finding a new part of yourself and discovering change can be the most beautiful thing.

The aftermath of death is all you live in when you experience a loss. The world becomes only a world without that person or thing you lost and everywhere you look, there are holes in the picture created by their absence. Every time you see their parents or family, you have to quickly look away because their grief is so great, you can feel their pain just by seeing their eyes that will never rest peacefully again. You see the quick smile come to their face when they speak about their lost child or brother, and how it disappears once those memories can’t block out the tragedy after a quick second. Communities come together to mourn, and let me ask you: have you ever seen a community mourn? Hundreds of people crying and reminiscing over a lost life that they claim was more worthy than them to live. Everyone blames themselves. So much guilt, and for what? So much sorrow over what could have been done and what would’ve changed if only someone knew– but no one knew. No one knows when the dark blanket of death is about to cover yet another body. All you know is the time you have with them and how it wasn’t enough. And all you have now is the world you don’t want– the world without them. But you find things that remind you of them. Small things that make you happy, and you hold on to those things. You find a new meaning of life as you know how quickly it can be taken away and you live the best you can in hopes of making a difference. You tell people you love them more often in knowledge that you may not get to tell them tomorrow, but most importantly, you appreciate today a little more. You strive to find the good things in life so that when it does get taken away, you can leave with a lot.

Some Philosophy: Do bad people really exist?

Growing up in a rather judgmental community, I heard a common phrase that as the older I got, the more repulsive it became. It would come up in the discussion of how we should strive to be in our life and in this discussion, people would share examples of others who “weren’t living righteously”. The examples would usually consist of the smaller and more relatable things such as people who cuss or vape. It’s the phrase “they’re such an awful person”, or, “I don’t like them; they’re a bad person.” First of all, this says a lot about your character if you base someone off of a life choice they make that you disagree with. Second of all, who are you to give anyone the title of being a “bad person”?

The stereotyping of a group of people is something I’ve never been able to do as I’ve been stereotyped against my whole life and will never bring that upon anyone else. It’s the same as being called something you’re not simply because you are misunderstood. You can’t blame people for misunderstanding if they have never been taught, but the best thing you can do is teach them in that moment as to allow them a better understanding.

Every time I hear someone say they don’t like someone because of a life choice they make, I question their thinking process with, “why should that have anything to do with who that person is?” I don’t understand how it can be so hard for people to dissociate others from their sins. They see them do something they don’t agree with and somehow think “Oh they’re a bad person.” But people are not their mistakes or their habits.

Especially recently, I try to focus on the good in people. It is hard for me to think someone is a bad person based off of a life decision that they’ve made or continue to make. I’ve come to notice that everyone has redeeming qualities in them that make them beautiful in their own way. It’s easy to look at the world as an awful place– it can be. But I try to look at it optimistically because I’ve seen how wonderful it can be.

In one of my favorite films, The Dark Knight, the morality and goodness of people is tested and studied by the greatest villain of all time, the Joker. In every one of his experiments, people turned against one another and killed each other over decisions they felt like they had to make. This supported his theory that he was trying to prove– that all people are bad and will choose evil given the right circumstance and if the right amount of pressure is applied.

However, there is a scene where people are trying to leave the city due to the chaos in Gotham, on two separate boats; one with the prisoners, and one with the citizens. A bomb was planted in each boat and a remote to set off the other boat’s bomb was placed on a wall. In order for one of these groups of people to survive, they must kill the other group. If neither of them actives the other ship’s bomb, they both die.

Now. I know this is dark- but it’s run off of the Joker’s thought process. He expects either the citizens to blow up the prisoners ship because prisoners don’t deserve to live over them- or he expects the prisoners to kill the citizens because they have no morals. Consequently, both groups of people die with this logic.

But as it turns out, The Joker was wrong. Even though the situation given was crucial, neither of the groups could kill each other. In fact, one of the prisoners took the remote and everyone around him suspected he would blow up the citizens ship, but instead, he threw the remote out the window.

With the comprehension that the prisoners wouldn’t kill the citizens, the citizens couldn’t kill the prisoners either. To Joker’s surprise, both groups were willing to die rather than killing one another.

This is my favorite scene in the movie because it is the first time that the groups find their humanity and value other lives other their own. Through this scene, we find that everyone has good in them– whether they be a prisoner or a law-abiding citizen.

This is not to say that you should always let the good overshadow the bad, but at least try not to let the bad overshadow the good– because if everyone has good in them, then they are human just like you.

Now for the closing: The question in the title asks if bad people really exist. First of all, you have to realize the difference between diseased mind and an evil mind. Also, the situation in which the sin committed should always be considered as should the question of “Are they a bad person? Or was the situation which they were placed in bad?” Anyways, to put it plainly: there are most definitely bad people in the world. But I know for a fact that there are more good people than there are bad, and with that in mind, it is up to you to decide if someone is bad or not. But keep in mind: don’t let one bad thing about them distract you from seeing them as a person that has good.

Thank you for reading:) I hoped you enjoyed this post and I hope you have a wonderful month.

The Year of Change

While 2020 was, in fact, a horrible year for the world, for me it was one of the best years. I have done more self-discovery this year than I have done any other year and have come closer to finding the person I truly am. I started with finding the person I wanted to be and noticing everything I didn’t like about myself and work on trying to change it. I wrote a blog earlier this year about self-change that I recommend you read, but this post is going to go more in detail about the changes I’ve made specifically, and hopefully what I say will help you guys make positive changes as well:’)

The changes I’ve made in myself– other than the way I dress– don’t include my physical appearance. Unfortunately, being self-conscious about our physical appearance is something everyone deals with– but we can’t change the way we look. I’ve struggled with the way I look since I can remember, and it wasn’t until this year that that changed. Sure, I still have my days, but for the most part, I’ve learned to let go of the negative perspective I made for myself on the way I look.

I remember one time in the 8th grade, I was crying about the way I looked. An adult found me and asked me why I was crying, and I explained that I hated the way I looked. I told her I felt like I was too skinny and didn’t have the body I wanted. She looked at me and frowned. “Aw baby”, she started, “you can just buy all that when you get older.”

I didn’t know how to feel about an adult offering me the advice of pretty much buying a new body. I have never been told to try and change the way I looked– I have always been told to just try and love the way I was made. And while changing the way I looked was a nice thought, I didn’t have thousands of dollars lying around and knew I wouldn’t any time soon. So, I did the next best option and just tried to love my body for what it was.

First of all– don’t surround yourself with others who put you down. I used to only hangout with friends that told me all the time the things about myself that I hated. “You’re too skinny” “You look anorexic” “You sound like a guy”… etc. Doesn’t matter if they’re “just saying it because it’s true,” you don’t need to hear it or have their negative opinion in your mind.

But the best advice I can offer you is to remember this: you are more than your physical appearance. This realization was really what lead me to self-love. I learned to stop caring about the way I looked when I learned to love who I was.

I live by the question, “are you who you want to be?” This was this question that made me realize I wanted to change. It was this question that helped me see that I wasn’t the person I wanted to be and I wanted to be someone I could love. I wanted to be someone I could be proud of. And so, with this question being asked, I worked to be the kind of person I wanted to be.

Well, what kind of person do I want to be? I asked. And all of these positive qualities that I want to gain came into my mind. I want to be a person people can trust. I want to be a positive person that helps others be the best person they can be. I want to be the kind of person I needed in the darkest times in my life. I have been trying to be the person I want to be for many months when I first asked myself that question and am proud of the progress I have made. I am only human, however, and I can’t seem to get it perfect at all times. But learning to accept the fact that you are human and you will make mistakes is the biggest step to forgiveness, which is essentially the foundation of positivity.

People are not perfect. People are going to mess up- make mistakes- but once you can look past their imperfections and love them because they are a person, you will find happiness through that love. Just like others, look past your imperfections and love yourself because you are a person. And everyone– every person– deserves love.

Diamonds under concrete

Last year I felt like the ground I was walking on was moving against me- making it impossible for me to move forward no matter how fast I was trying to walk. Something I wish I knew last year: the world is however you choose to see it.

Over quarantine, I’ve had a lot of time to self reflect with the time I was forced to spend with myself. I wanted my first blog post of the year to come from the new person I am because of this self reflection and how I got here.

Let me start off by saying that self reflection and change is never easy and it requires a lot of time. It’s one thing to realize things you don’t like about yourself, but it’s another to try and change those things based on the person you want to become.

I was able to realize things about myself that I never thought I could realize by looking in myself to try and find the root of emotions when I felt them. I used to have really bad anxiety because I cared so much on what people thought and wanted to please their standards. It took a lot to overcome this, but I did it by finding the person I was.

My favorite music artist, xxxtentaction, once said, “You’re not supposed to be alone and then start hating yourself– you’re supposed to to see things about yourself and change it. That’s what it is. You have to change it. and in order to reach that next level of happiness, you have to love yourself. You have to take time with yourself.”

I’ve always wanted to love myself, but that’s hard to do when you don’t know the person you are. So, that became my main goal in life– to find who I was. After a lot of soul searching, I found a lot of things I didn’t like about myself– such as how much I cared about insignificant things. I learned to let go of the things I held on to so tightly that . I learned to not care as much by finding peace in myself. I’m very proud of the progress I’ve made, because let me tell you, It wasn’t easy. I had to completely change my mindset and my view on the world.

I’ve realized that at the end of the day, all you are is a person. People are beautiful things. They have the compacity to empathize and feel. They have the ability to think. The mind is an amazing gift that makes up who you are. The best thing you can do for yourself is explore your mind. Explore what makes you you. Find who you want to be and strive to be that person. But most of all, don’t live off of someone else’s blueprint they have picked out for you. Meet YOUR standards, not theirs. It doesn’t matter what others think as long as you love how you think.

The symbolism of this title is the concept of finding what has been there all along. The path you are walking on may seem dull, but with a change of mind, you can find the beauty that lies beneath it. I encourage you all to look inside yourself and find who you are. You can not truly be happy until you find happiness inside yourself. It is hard, but so are all the best things in life.

Thank you for reading! I hope you got something out of this post and enjoyed reading it as I enjoyed writing it:)

What I’ll miss most about junior year

This past year has taught me countless life and personal lessons and has helped me shape and abundance of fond memories. As corona has *officially* ended my junior year, I would like to take the time and reflect on what I’ll miss most about it.

1. The first one is definitely a no-brainer for me: The seniors. At MSA, you’re around everyone so frequently that you truly come to know everyone for them and who they are, and you come to love them no matter what. The seniors this year were the first people that really went out of their way to make me feel welcome and at home at MSA. If any seniors are reading this, I hope you know how much I love you. I never thought I could respect and look up to a group of people that I haven’t even known for a whole year. The seniors had such an impact on me and my junior year and really helped me to come out of my shell and be more open minded to everything this school has to offer. The hardest part about all the set backs and effects of the Coronavirus for me is coming to accept the fact that I won’t get to spend the last couple months of my junior year with them. It makes so sad to think about next year without them, but I can’t help but be happy for them for starting a new chapter in their life:)

2. Another thing that I find myself thinking commonly about is missing out on New Student Day. I remember how exhilarating it was for me to see where I would be spending the next year of my life and who I would be spending it with, and I wanted to be a part of that for the new juniors coming up to this school. I remember how much my seniors helped me with looking forward to my new year and calming my nerves about being away from home and starting something so different and I hoped to do that for the new students. When someone helps you in a confusing and hard time, it makes you appreciate them so much more and it helps them be a better person by wanting to provide the same kindness you showed them. However, I just have to remind myself it isn’t too late to be there for the juniors as they embark on this new journey. It just makes me look forward to next year even more so I can meet them all!

On another note: I have never been a very patient person, but the Coronavirus has taught me a lot about waiting for the good things in life. With such trying times, it’s difficult to maintain positivity throughout presented trials, but there stands many reasons to keep pressing on. I hope you all have a wonderful week and I look forward to nothing more than seeing your faces next school year<3 And as always, thank you for reading:)

Let’s talk about the benifits of Corona

It would be easy for anyone to list off a hundred reasons why the Coronavirus is horrible, including me. I think, however, that there’s definitely reasons why this global pandemic is beneficial that people aren’t focusing on enough.

For decades, this world’s health has rapidly been decreasing and it seems like the attempts to make it better have become more and more hopeless. As you may know, Italy is one of the most impacted places– if not the most–by the Coronavirus with almost 18,000 deaths and about 136,000 confirmed cases. While more people are being forced to stay inside, the country around them has been increasingly getting better– environmentally, that is.

Some of the major changes we’ve seen in the environment in Italy are:

1. Dolphins return to Italy’s coast amid Corona’s lockdown. Despite all the negative effects of this virus, wild life that typically kept away from the Italian coast and Venice canal appear to have returned. This is all thanks to the lack of tourism and docking of cruise ships.

2. The canals in Venice have cleared up. Some footage a college shows provides the image of Venice canal waters running clear for the first time in a very long time due to the decrease in water-vehicle pollution. It even shows a whale swimming in the water!

Sure, we can sit here all day and complain about how we won’t get to spend our birthdays the way we want to (for the kids in March, April, and possibly May), or how our life has become a boring abysses of the repeated sorrow of not being able to do anything– but let’s talk about the benefits of corona. The world is finally improving itself and the environment that we have been destructing for quite a while now– I mean, pollution rates aren’t nearly as high as they used to be! And in the places where the Coronavirus is the worst, the most positive benefits are coming out of it for the environment around it. I’m mainly talking about China and Italy but those aren’t the only places of course. So all though this quarantine is horrible for us, it was much needed for mother nature.

On a non-related topic: I have found out that I like Taco Bell. This is groundbreaking news for me, ok? It may not seem like a big deal to anyone, but it is to me because I have hated taco bell for quite a while. Also my life has just come to the point where this is the type of excitement I offer now… sorry.

Thank you for reading and have a great week!

try to stay positive and safe! 🙂

A spring break in New York ft. the Coronavirus

As many of you may know, my spring break was spent in the iconic and beautiful New York City. When we first got there, the Coronavirus wasn’t nearly as serious as it is now, so we got to do everything we hoped to. But as our trip progressed, the virus was closing more and more attractions to the public, and the day after we left everything was shut down. It was difficult to have the best time we possibly could with all the uprising news about it being shoved in our face and the anxiety of bringing it back to the south. Luckily, it didn’t show too much severity until towards the end of our trip, so I got to enjoy most of New York stress free.

1st day: Monday

The day we got there, we didn’t have much planned so we walked around the city for hours going shopping and seeing the sights I’ve seen so many times in movies. It was so amazing seeing all the people from so many different cultures as we went to Little Italy and rode the subway (which was actually pretty gross and I will never do that again). We spent hours in Little Italy eating at the best restaurants and trying amazing desserts and after we headed back to where our hotel was. Our hotel was in the heart of Times Square, so we stayed out till about 11 pm sitting on the infamous red staircase in the center of all the blinking billboards and thousands of sky scrapers. I felt like I could stay there forever.

2nd day: Tuesday

The second day we were there, we slept in quite a long time because we had nothing planned that morning and later in the afternoon, we went to the well-known Museum of Modern Art or the MoMa. Which is the museum to hold one of the worlds most prized possessions: the original “Starry Night” by Vincent van Gogh. While there was a lot of interesting and lovely art there, this was by far one of the coolest sightings in New York. After the museum, we went to a quaint French restaurant near by that was both expensive and exquisite. Apparently a popular thing in New York is French onion soup, which is one of the things we got while there. It was wonderful. The next thing planned on this day was my favorite part of the whole trip– Hamilton. This was the second to last day before Broadway closed down, so we were lucky to see it. I have been listening to the Hamilton playlist for months in preparation to see it performed and it was everything and more that I had hoped for :’)

3rd day: Wednesday

We woke up early on Wednesday to take a tour of the most popular icon in New York– The Statue of Liberty. She doesn’t look that big from the city, but once you get to Liberty Island and see her up close, it’s a whole nother experience. We climbed 10 flights of stairs to get to the pedestal on which she stood, which didn’t phase me all that much since I live on the 7th floor at school and take the stairs fairly often. After the Statue of Liberty, we went to Ellis Island which is directly across from Liberty Island and learned about my ancestors that passed through the very building I was in as immigrants. My great, great grandmother, Katherine (Katie who I was named after), went to Ellis Island to become an American citizen in the early 1900’s and we saw her records and where she signed her name as she filled out her papers in the building we were in. It’s so amazing to think I was in the same room she was in as she came to this country from Germany, barely speaking English.

After Ellis Island, we went to get some of the famous pizza that New York is so known for, and with that being said, New York has the best pizza I’ve ever had. We then went to see the 9/11 memorial which was such somber experience. I got chills as I saw the white roses placed on the black marble by the engraved names and felt so much empathy for those who lost a loved one in this horrible tragedy. I think it’s wonderful that such a tragedy has been marked by a beautiful memorial with sparkling waterfalls and white roses– a place where you can’t help but feel the reverence surrounding you.

4th day: Thursday

The fourth day was our last day there and we spent it shopping, eating the biggest and best plate of pasta I’ve ever had in my life, strolling the paths of Central Park, and seeing the breathtaking views from the top of the Roc (Rockefeller Center). By this day of the week, a lot of things were being shut down and our options were becoming more and more limited, but we still managed to find things to do.

5th and last day: Friday

By the time our trip was at its end, I was so in love with the city and hated to leave it, so I took my time waking up and packing… which made my mom very mad at me. We only had a few short hours to spend before we needed to leave to New Jersey for our flight, so we made sure to spend them well. We walked back to Central Park and walked past so many famous museums and other buildings that I’ve seen in so many movies and tv shows. On Friday, It felt like we were locals and knew our way around the city pretty well which added to the experience and really help make it what it was.

In conclusion:

Despite people being scared to be around me because I went to New York after the recent outbreak of the Coronavirus, my experience was so worth it and I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

btw guys, I don’t have Corona.

Have a great week, wash your hands, and stay safe <3

Enjoying what we still have

“I wonder what it’s like out there. All the green. All the sounds and contaminated air. I bet I’d die if I went out there– one breath and I’d be a goner.” Emma said as she stared intensely out the window. I looked at her disgusted. I couldn’t tell if she was being serious or not.

“You are joking– right?” She continued to stare out the window and made a repulsed face then looked over at me.

“Absolutely not! Do you know how many people have died from that virus?!” I shook my head and shrugged and stood up from the couch. She looked me up and down, questioning my actions. I made my way to the back door and put my hand on the door nob. I paused to glance back at her and her eyes widened as she quickly jumped off the couch. “What are you doing?!” She questioned.

“Oh nothing. Just getting some fresh air.” I smiled at her maniacally and began to twist the door nob.

She glared at me. “That isn’t funny.”

I smiled and shrugged. “Hope I don’t get contaminated.” She stood shocked as she studied me and before she could say anything, I swung the door open and jumped outside. The soft grass beneath my feet and between my toes welcomed me as a cool breeze gently blew on my long brown hair. I looked up at Emma who had a look of horror on her face and rolled my eyes. “Oh comon Emma. It’s not that bad. It’s beautiful out here! Come on out, it’ll be fun!”

She backed away from the door, shaking her head. “You seriously think I would risk my life to have fun?! Oh no. Oh oh oh ohhhhhh no. You’re an idiot– I hope you know that. Because now you can’t come back inside this house.”

I scoffed. “Don’t you think if the air were really as deadly as you think it is, I would be coughing up my lungs by now?” I took a deep breath and exhaled, meeting her eyes that stared me down and then began looking around the room.

“That’s because… just give it a few more minutes. It’ll get to you.” she looked away and we stood for a minute without talking. I sighed and sat down in the grass, plucking pieces from the ground. I looked up at her and was still standing in the same spot, staring out the window.

I sighed again, even louder to let her know I was still alive and I looked around at my yard as I got an idea. I laughed slightly to myself and then yelled to her. “Emma! Come quick! There’s a cat out here!”

Without hesitation, she sprinted outside to me and looked desperately around, immeadilty dropping her head. “Wait a minute… There is no cat, is there?” I started laughing and shook my head.

“Nope. But now you see that its not so bad out here… right?” I asked hopefully.

She looked around and slightly smiled and shrugged. “Yeah. I guess you’re right.” She sat down beside me and we both laughed and then took in the nature around us in silence.

“Do you want to go on a walk?” I looked over at her with an overexaggerated smile, hoping she’d say yes. “I mean. After all, there’s nothing else to do…” my voice trailed off and I started looking around at the trees and flowers blooming under the warm blue sky.

She stood anxiously and took a deep breath. “Yeah… Why not? It’s not so bad out here.” We smiled at each other and spent the rest of our day enjoying what we still had.

Expectations vs Reality

My counselor once said, “Don’t expect too much from people. You will be disappointed every time.” At first, I thought it meant to only expect the worst from people and I didn’t see how it was helpful advice. I criticized her method, as I thought she was supposed to help me see the world and people more positively, and expecting the worst was not a very positive perspective. However, I soon realized that this saying doesn’t mean to expect the worst from people, but don’t expect the best. Unfortunately, I used to struggle with both.

After being treated poorly by many people in my life, I decided I would stop opening up to people and give up on trying to find good people in the world. If someone would text me on Instagram or snap chat trying to get to know me or be my friend, I would block them lol. I didn’t want any part of a new friendship because I thought I already knew how it would turn out– with them using me and then be getting hurt again. So, I avoided this by avoiding people. I remember my sister telling me about someone who wanted to by my friend or thought I was cool and I would respond by saying, “who cares? they’re probably a jerk.” I never gave anyone a chance. But after a year or so, I decided it was time to open up a little more and let people back into my life, but I had completely different expectations for them.

Instead of expecting the worst, I expected nothing but the best. I wanted them to prove my thoughts of people wrong. The way I saw it was: If I’m letting them in my life, then they have to only make the right choices. And if they messed up the slightest bit, they’re out. This was a bad idea on my behalf because all this did was heighten my expectations so much that no one could meet them. Luckily though, I gave up on them after coming to accept no one could be the exact person I wanted them to be.

I started disregarding the mistakes people made and told myself that everyone messes up. You can’t expect the best from people because no one is perfect. But don’t expect the worst because everyone has good in them and has something to offer. Also, don’t expect someone to change for you. Learn to love them as they are. Flaws come with a person and if you can’t accept that then you’ll never be happy.

I hope you all have a great week and enjoy your spring break!