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(,(")("), I am br0ccoli
At the end of life, no one will say, "I wish I had done this and that to get Person A ,B and C's approval." I don't want to die unfulfilled, having lived a life that was meant to get the approval of someone else at the expense of my happiness. I would rather savor the moment for myself and be labeled as being selfish than to live up to an identity that doesn't align with who I am.
Anyone who offers conditional approval just wants to control you. It's not about building character. It's about making you into a clone of the shell of a human being that they are; devoid of introspection and individuality.
Carve your own path and laugh often. At the end of life, you only need the approval of One.
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Friday 27 March 2015