Look long and hard at others who you do not like... You may see some of yourself

It's the mirror thing.  And living blindly is so difficult when your eyes can see.  Nothing makes sense.  You don't trust, but you believe liars.  Life is chaos without this so important gift of reflection.

At 54 my eyes are wide open.  I see all my own flaws and am working to fix them.  I am mature enough to see these things without to be defensive.  Instead, I am thankful.

Others who grew healthy emotionally know this by age four.  Life for them is a piece of cake. But anyway it is my time and I am taking it.  The difference in my whole life is amazing!!  Feeling grateful.