Let’s say you have a broken windshield.
You head to the auto body shop/parts store to get a new one.
While you’re in there, you ask someone in the aisle where the windshields are.
They look at you in disbelief, furrow their brow, and answer, ‘Windshields?! How the hell would I know? I’m here for an oil filter.’
So you go on, searching the store, running into and asking people about windshields, only to be told they are there for other things.
Some get annoyed at you.
Some are indifferent.
Some try to point you in the right direction.
When you finally find the windshields, you begin chatting with another lady there who also needed one. Turns out, you both were extremely frustrated when it became cracked, and you couldn’t safely drive your car anymore. You really empathize with each other over that windshield experience.
You buy the windshield.
You have it installed.
And you are able to safely drive your car again. It gets you where you need to go.
So. We drive cars. Cars break down, for various reasons in and out of our control. But to keep driving them, we usually have to stop and get the right parts to fix them. The parts won’t be the same, and the types of vehicles will be amazingly different.
But at the end of the day, you want and need to be able to drive your car.
Now.
Imagine if we are the cars, the parts store is our world, and the parts are our problems, traumas, or backgrounds.
We are all just people who are looking to live our best life. Sometimes things happen, and we do our best to fix them. A lot of times other people won’t understand our breakdowns, because they haven’t experienced the same ones. And sometimes we find solace in people who have had experiences similar to ours. But the important thing is that we can have an understanding that we all occasionally are in need of repair.
Understand that we’re all just doing the best we can.
And doing the best you can, while allowing others to do the same? That’s Luxuriously Dope. 🖤
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