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Thick Skin or a Filter?


You know what people can do to you? They can make you feel like you’re on top of the world. And then they can gently give a push so that you tumble down and hurt yourself. They can love you and then they can ruin you. They can make you feel that you’re the best and then they will begin to find the flaws on you. They can show you what’s wrong with you and they can make you feel miserable. They can let you know that you’re beautiful inside and everyone should be like you. And then they can tell you what and how you should be like.

Agree?

But can they? Really?

I believe they can’t. Well, unless, of course if you let them.

Thick skin, some people call it. But what I believe is that rather than having a thick skin that is immune to all the criticism of the world, one can just learn to be happy while having a thin and all-absorbing skin too.

If you’re peaceful inside and content, not complacent, with yourself how can anyone’s opinion bother you?
How can a break-up shatter you? Or, how can a person make you the happiest in the world?
How can a story make you feel miserable? Or, how can another make you feel good about yourself?

Absorb what is necessary. Reject what is untrue, even only in your opinion. Be a filter rather than a thick skin.

But then, do not listen to me too. Be what you are. Be what you want to be. But don’t always be as you are. Improve. There’s always room for improvement. But improve with each passing experience, each passing day. Advisors will be many (like me :-P), but you’ll be the only one who will know which one is the best for you.

And above all, be happy with yourself. In this way, no one can come into your life to double your happiness or to ruin it. The control is always in your heart, if not hands. You’re the master of your moods and feelings. 
Know it.

If you’re happy because of someone, it is only because you’ve made yourself feel so. And when that someone becomes hurtful, don’t let yourself feel so. Simple, isn’t it?

I read it somewhere – Life is indeed simple, but we insist on making it complicated.


Smile; you’re blessed and so is everyone else. 

Comments

  1. Nice one. I agree on most things here- I believe in a filtered way to live as well. It is impossible to not be affected by surroundings altogether. It unknowingly plays on our minds, anyways. But getting too affected will only bring in more unhappiness.
    Having said that keeping a safe distance in order to not allow anyone to disturb your peace will also mean you miss out on being close to someone, having the feeling of complete trust on someone.

    So neither thick skinned nor completely thin skinned- the filtered way. Good concept :)

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  2. A really nice viewpoint and I also agree to it.The moment you gain control of your feelings;you gain control of your life.So,quit being a SPONGE and start being a FILTER instead ;)

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  3. A really nice viewpoint and I also agree to it.The moment you gain control of your feelings; you gain control of your life.So,quit being a Sponge and start being a Filter instead ;)

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