I have a cousin who has been working her butt off… literally. She’s been trying to lose weight for ages. She’s working hard and has dropped 25 pounds.
So when she tries on a “dream dress” and asks, “I’ve lost 25 pounds… does this dress make me look fat?”
What am I going to say?
“Yes you poor porker, all that work doesn’t show, too bad.” Or am I going to say… “Congratulations on loosing 25 pounds, keep up the hard work. That dress doesn’t make you look fat, but it’s not the best dress I’ve seen on you.”
In all honesty, I don’t care about the dress…
but in the interest of self-preservation… I don’t want to make her cry and hurt her feelings. Just because I don’t care what she puts on doesn’t mean I’m a cold hearted jerk.
I might not care about every issue I see, but it doesn’t hurt me to be encouraging and I LIKE being helpful. I LIKE being nice. I LIKE seeing people succeed. I feel it begins to make up for all those years that I was angry, negative and cruel.
I admit it… I’m being a little self interested when I reach out to others. Because it makes me feel better to see others feeling better. It’s all part of the a circle of existence.