When I was a tiny little girl, dragging my dolls around by one arm, my mother would tell me to treat others the way I wanted to be treated. She used my dolls as an example and asked how I’d like to be dragged around like that. The naturally born smart ass that I am, I simply said, “I dunno, wets twy it!”
After rolling her eyes and sighing, she sat me down and went over the golden rule until I understood it. I lived my life that way all the way through middle school. Along the way, I learned that just because I did that, did not mean that people would treat me the way I wanted to be treated. At the same time, my father decided to teach me a different lesson. He told me to keep treating others the way I want to be treated, but to accept other’s behavior as if they were treating me the way they wanted to be treated. Therefore, if they treated me like crap, I should treat them like crap. Thus began many years of fighting and endless drama. Thanks, Dad.
Later on in life, I learned that when people me like crap. I SHOULD treat them like crap, too. But ya know what I do with crap? I flush it down the toilet and don’t think about it again. I don’t stand around examining it, wondering anything about it. I simply flush.
p.s. I wrote this as much for me as I did anyone else, because sometimes I forget to flush, too.