Reflections on Personal Accountability: A Story of Self-Realization

Hey, what are you doing? Nothing. I’m gonna tell you a story. Okay. This morning I was driving to the school zone. This lady was doing this, okay? And so I went, and then she was like. And I was like, I don’t know what this means, you funky bitch. That’s what I said. Okay. Do you know, she probably should have done this and I. This is the universal sign for stop, and I would have stopped. She probably did do that. Um, but I was playing with my sunglasses case and I wasn’t paying attention until I got right up on her. Uh huh. And I called her a funky bitch because it was my bad. What I’m saying is, if. If you’re telling me a story and you call the other person an idiot or a funky bitch or incompetent or some condescending word, I know that you’re the problem. I instantly know that you’re the problem. Because I was the problem this morning. That was my fault. And I. I knew that immediately. When she was like, you know, telling me to stop, I was like, yo, I fucked up. She probably did. I just. What? I wasn’t paying attention. I called her a funky bitch cause I’m a funky bitch for not paying attention in a school zone. You know, that’s projection people project onto other people. This girl on Facebook is always complaining about the incompetency of unfollow X. I’m not listening to somebody Complaining about somebody else’s behavior that I. I immediately think you’re the problem. When you speak on someone else’s competency, you know what I mean? When you call someone else a fucking idiot or a funky bitch, I know that you’re the problem. I was the problem this morning. I’m just being honest. I’m the problem sometimes. Be careful hanging around with people who talk about other people in that sense. People who call people dumbasses and fucking idiots and just know they can’t be held accountable. They don’t accept accountability for their part in a problem, ever. They’re probably hard to get along with. Anytime I have a problem, I know that I’m the problem. It’s my problem. I have to accept accountability for what I did in it and get out of it. Sometimes it’s my feelings got hurt and because I’m sensitive and I’ve got some work to do. But it’s always my part, my responsibility. Cause people are projecting. Always. And if they talk about other people behind. They probably say the same thing about you. Anytime they need to be held accountable with you. I’m just saying people don’t. I mean, people are people, you know? I love you. Bye.