As I get older..
The less I know. I have more questions than answers. There is more gray than black or white. More uncertainty, no one "right path" or "right one", more patience with myself and others. Less tolerance of B.S. Much more compassion for vulnerability and pain. My ability to allow people to be who they are has increased, and my desire to change others has decreased. I rely more on myself to get my needs met, but enjoy my relationships more. I am much more picky about what shows or movies I watch. Less tolerance for small talk, and seek out deeper interactions, more "realness". I have more appreciation for the "muddiness" of life, and don't expect it (or myself)to come in a neat orderly package. I like myself more and even tolerate my inconsistencies. Change in myself and others is more OK, and I don't have to insist we all stay the same. My fears are less but more real. My opinion matters the most. Conflict isn't as scary but I still don...