Sometimes I think I’m treading too carefully, second guessing myself along the way.
Sometimes I catch myself deciding what *should* be said rather than what i wanted to say…
I often forget that advice is purely optional and serves only as a semi-visible guideline.
I think that, advice is normaly assosicated with the way of doing things ‘right’ – I think this is shiat because because advice can’t guarentee things to turn out right, or even wrong, so in my stupid way , I always think that people that give me advice are trying to say what I’m doing is wrong and their advice is ‘right’ and this pisses me off.
It’s my paranoid nature i think – when i was small , my mom said that i had a chip on my shoulder – i never quite understood what they hell that meant – though i think this is what it means now.
Advice seems to provide only interpretation and freedom and additional resources to help you decide independantly.
So in this way advice is good and it helps to decide.
I’ve taken advice the wrong way most of my life, and sometimes i think that i should go up to everybody that I rejected and responded harshly against and appologise.
In most cases we forget that advice is purely an opinion – nothing to act apon, its a theory.
So It is a theory, a thought , a loosly organised idea.
Next time someone gives you advice – remember this.