mr. know it all
“Mr. Know It All,
Well, you think you know it all
But you don’t know a thing at all
Ain’t it somethin y’all
When somebody tells you something ‘bout you
Think that they know you more than you do
So you take it down, another pill to swallow”
So this song has been playing on the radio quite a bit lately. People have told me things about myself all my life that, up until this point, I have taken in as pure, bona fide truth. Last week, I was stressed up to my eyeballs- I couldn’t eat, I couldn’t sleep, I was sick, and it took everything in me to wake up in the morning. When I finally dragged myself out of bed, I would look in the mirror and ask, “what’s the point of waking up and going on my way today, if I’m just going to screw something up?” And then I realized…those things that people have said to me about myself all my life, were lies. I still have crazy self esteem issues, but I need to appreciate the things I have and the person that I have become despite everything I’ve been through. I’m not saying that I’m going to become self-centered, and stop caring about other people around me. But I find that I’m more worried about my friends and family sometimes than I even care about myself. So I think it’s time for Rachael to start taking care of Rachael, too.
