It is sometimes hard to admit it but I fight with myself daily. Internally that is. LOL…. At first you may have imagined me throwing myself down and swinging like Joe Frazier or Mohamed Ali, beating myself into submission, but that certainly that is not what I am talking about, although my emotional turmoil seems at times just as painful as a boxer at the end of 10 gruesome rounds. What I am talking about is trying to do the right thing, giving the benefit of the doubt in all situations, in spite of my bias or preconceived notions.
I suspect some of the more sophisticated thinkers in the political correct world might have you think they are inclusive, have NO prejudice and are never bias toward any one at all. But, I do not believe it. They just have a better sense of politeness and possibly a much better filtering skill. I am losing my filtering skill. I am tired of filtering everything for fear of hurting someone’s feelings. Is that terrible? Yes, my mother would say. I really miss my mother. She is the one person who loved me unconditionally no matter what I did. She would tell me to stop beating myself up, forgive my self and keep trying to be the best-version-of-myself. Onward.