Sometimes you have to shut up, swallow your pride and accept that you are wrong. It’s not giving up. It’s called growing up.
You built walls. They built walls. You are both trapped!
I must admit, I was one of those people who build strong walls, high with pride. I had my relationships with people ruined because of it. I had always been proud. And the walls I built were too high that I never see the beauty of the people behind it anymore. I was never the kind to easily apologize. Swallowing my pride was an impossible thing.
I always say, “I never hold grudges”. Then I realized, building those walls is no different with holding grudges. Allowing those walls to eat me never brought me anything good but lost people and destroyed relationships. Looking back, I realized how true that “pride is a mask of my own faults”. There was never real happiness.
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