Popularity

Popularity is such a ridiculous thing. Why is it that in order to feel good about one's self, that person feels the need to make someone else feel terrible? I just don't get it. I probably never will. And, it never ends. It doesn't matter how old you get, or how much money you have, or don't have for that matter. I am almost guaranteed that when I am 90 years old living in that senior assisted living center that my kids check me into there will be some other 90 year old resident who will be cruising around making fun of everyone else.

I no longer care about popularity, or whether or not everyone else likes me anymore. I am myself, like it or leave it. I do have a list of people whose opinions do matter to me, and I take them into great consideration. They would be my genuine friends, my family, my coworkers and the people who work for me. These people see me everyday, through thick and thin, and don't care that I have faults, or say the wrong thing from time to time, and pretty much like me just the way I am.