Well, the very first thing I was wrong about today was remembering that I have a plan for Wednesdays now and wrote about the wrong topic. At least tomorrow is taken care.
I went and scrubbed my Facebook timeline a while back, back when the extensions that did that still worked because I had become deeply embarrassed by how opinionated I was, and how antagonistically I expressed those opinions. I used to get a kick out of making other people angry, and I honestly used to think I was right about things.
I cringe a little when I think about both the content of those opinions, and in how I expressed them, but the latter issue bothers me more.
We all have bad opinions over the course of our lives.
I used to think those Hammer Pants with oversized sweatshirts looked awesome.
I thought Poison was the height of coolness and manhood.
I thought sprinkling French into my day-to-day conversations like Gambit from the X-Men would make girls like me.
These were all just annoying adolescent and teenage phases and ideas, born of not being in touch in with reality and having no self-esteem. Weird and embarrassing, but not harmful.
Once I started college and got all smart, the idea that my opinions were right got put on steroids, and I think I was unbearable a lot of the time. I remember posting statuses about different topics that started massive arguments between friends and family, and I often had real-world arguments with people who were wiser than me because I thought I knew everything.
I try really hard not to be attached to my opinions these days, and I am continually fascinated with how easily they can change if I just shift what kind of information I am consuming. I find a deep contentment in understanding that my opinions are nothing more than opinions, and that they will change and evolve and I will be embarrassed about some of the things I believe now.
What are your strongest opinions?
Have you tested them?
Just because we are entitled to something doesn’t make it worthwhile or True.
But that’s just my current opinion.