I wrote the following post recently on account of people in my life who are not as they appear to be. What’s worse is that they portray this really good image but under all that is this ugly hatred and prejudice against friends and even family members. It sickens and saddens me and as much as I want to reveal who the people in my post are, I don’t think now is the best time to do so. However, I wrote the following as I thought and felt and I hope that one day, some day, these people will realize that we are all here on earth equally and we are all loved by God and no one and I say no one, has the right to cast the first stone.
Here it is…
Hypocrisy exists in our lives whether we like it or not. Different people have different assumptions on what hypocrisy is but it is defined as “the practice of claiming to have moral standards or beliefs to which one’s own behavior does not conform; pretense”. In other words, you show people you are good, but you are in fact, not.
What made me decide to write about hypocrisy? Because it exists everywhere, because it affects everyone regardless of age, sex, gender or social standing, and yes, it can even affect YOU.
But being affected by hypocrisy is an entirely different thing compared to being the TARGET of the hypocrisy. I always feel bad for those who are the targets of much criticism and don’t even know that they are being lambasted because the person talking about them say absolutely nothing to their faces. I feel bad that certain people pray everyday, go to church, or give this loving and kind persona but can be cutthroats when talking about other people or about the things they don’t agree in the lives of those people.
For instance: Ms. A dislikes her Cousin’s boyfriend. Never mind if that Cousin is 45 years old, of sound mind and body, and can make decisions for herself. Ms. A dislikes that guy and no matter what people say, he will never be good enough for her so Cousin gets talked about and Ms. A just prattles on indignantly and angrily to other people about this relationship. BUT, was Ms. A’s relationship with her partner perfect? Now THAT is the question.
Why are people so quick to judge others? Why are they quick to tear down relationships and to spew harsh words when they are in fact, not perfect themselves? I admit, I am not a religious person. I don’t go to church but I talk to God and I pray. And most of all, I try to be good. I try my best to be a patient and understanding mom, a loving wife, a good person because when I stand before God and He asks me what I did with my short life, I will certainly not tell Him that I brought people down by hating them, that I went to church every Sunday but I gossiped about people, that I took Holy Communion but my tongue would say bad and negative things, that I love Him but can’t forgive those who have wronged me or those close to me because I certainly do my best not to do those things.
Life is too short to be living in hypocrisy or even to live near it. How can you be happy if you live with a person who appears holy on the outside but can’t resist lambasting people every chance he or she gets? How can you be impartial when you know very well the people being talked about are sweet and kind? How can you embrace such negativity and hate? How can a Catholic person act so ungodly?
I pity those who find it difficult to forgive. I pity those who prefer to dwell on anger and resentment rather than acceptance and love. The world is already a difficult place to live in without people tearing each other apart. When we were little we were taught the golden rule. Do you know that? “One should treat others as one would like others to treat oneself.” I think it is a very smart and effective rule. How would YOU feel if you were being told mean and nasty things behind your back? How would YOU feel if a person who is so sweet and loving towards you bears this hatred for you, or your family or your life? And what would YOU do if you found out about it?
I have no doubts that some people talk about me in the negative. I’m not naive about that. I KNOW even close friends and family would do that. It’s just life. Would those negative things affect me? Sure they would. I would be lying if I said it wouldn’t. But would it affect my life? I will sure as hell do my best NOT to make it so.
Like I said, life is short. And I intend to live it happily with those who affect me positively. I’m done with hypocrisy. And I’m done with negativity and negative people. This is who I am. If you accept me, great. If you don’t, fine. I will not stay up late at night thinking about what I should have done to please you or to join your hypocritical bandwagon or to bash people just to make you feel good. No way.
So be my friend, my true friend, and accept me for who I am, flaws and all. If you do that, I will in turn accept, trust and love you completely and honestly until the day I die. Otherwise, f* off.