Evaluating relationships leads to startling discoveries. Mostly, I learn about the depths of myself that I (unsuccessfully) tried to hide, or the quirks that I can no longer hide from. Questioning leads to self-discovery which leads to actualization and betterment.
When I question my relationships, I grow. Regardless of whether the problem is with someone else or myself, I always find something in me to confront, to work on, to change. When I question my relationships, I am doing something right because in the end, I grow from it.
Wondering is not for naught.
Every time I feel taken aback is important to note, every furrowed brow means something. I wouldn’t create problems for myself if it wasn’t warranted. I wouldn’t question a friendship if I didn’t feel like both parties were somehow losing out. At this point, I don’t want to surround myself with just anyone. I want everyone around me to be meaningful, just like I want to be meaningful to everyone around me.
I am old enough to know that questioning something doesn’t mean it is automatically bad and I am young enough to know that questioning doesn’t mean everything is okay.
