Oh Sociology

Today in my Sociology class (yes, I'm a college student) my Professor announced that we were wrong about everything we thought to be true. Curious, we sat in a blank, somewhat confused, stare. He told us that the table in front of us is smooth to the touch, we agreed. But if we cut off layers of our fingertips and continued to touch the table, it would be painful and unpleasant, and again, we agreed. Still not getting it, he explained again, if you closed your eyes and drank orange juice, it would be tangy and refreshing. But if you took that same glass of juice after you brushed your teeth, it would taste bitter and you probably wouldn't want to take another sip.

That's when I realized, this may be a lesson in Sociology on the study of conflicted perspectives, but it's a really good life lesson, too.

I love fashion and wearing lipstick all the time. I get weird looks occasionally because I tend to over dress for every (yes every) occasion. But I always feel good about myself, and to me, confidence is key.
But in someone else's life, they could give two shits what they look like and their talent or brain is where they get their confidence.

I love being in front of the camera, but others could love being behind it (and be really good at it, too).
I love working out and eating like crap whenever I want. Others, like working out and being a health nut.
I love writing, some like reading.

My point is, just because you're comfortable with something doesn't mean it's the right version or way. Just because you think being republican is wrong, doesn't mean it is. You do what's best for you and accept that it may not be right for anyone else.  If you pride yourself on individuality, let others do the same.

You're not ever going to be better than someone because you prefer heels over sandals.
The only factual difference is that you're a couple inches taller.
         
                    xo, d