"This above all: to thine own self be true,
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any man."
Act I, Scene III
I find myself trying to please the unseasonable only to end up in frustration and resentment. I can not handle every problem, can not find the answer to every question and I sure as day can't appease everyone. I can't act happy when sad or act sad when I'm not. I won't be rude to your face but also I won't contain it. I'll be blunt but I won't be brash. I'll say things with kindness and if that doesn't work then what can I resort to? I feel like I have suppressed a lot these past couple of months. Specifically towards my dad which adds the irony in this post. Polonius spoke and told his son to be real, authentic and honest with himself in such a way that he will not seem fake, untrue and questionable with others. This is great advice.
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