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Why Is It Necessary To Give A Fig?

 

The absurd fact of the matter is that there are more people out there who do not give a fig about others. Some are referred to as COVIDIOTS, while others are mere self-centered individuals who just cannot be bothered, at all, ever. And in this context, I am not referring only to the shitty pandemic. I am talking about the realness of people who are either going to mask up or use pretense as an excuse. What can you do if you are in the company of such types of people?

When it comes to protection, it is quite imperative that you wear on the mask, social distance, and avoid anyone who does not follow protocol. You cannot din sense in people who aren't interested in playing safe for themselves and others. Self-centered morons cannot even bear to consider life aside from their limited purview. These are people who you should be socially distant from, or you may lose your peace of mind.

Masking up is not only related to the pandemic, which is very important. It also requires that you mask up from the emotionally bankrupt - they cause damage physiologically and mentally to others.  

So, there is the question, how do you go about being distant?

It is a no-brainer actually, you just do what your mind tells you. If you feel uncomfortable in a situation that does not bring peace, find sanctity elsewhere. Get people who ruffle your feathers out of the equation, you will be happier, and healthier. It can get tough, I get that, but when you do not recognize yourself and lose out on being happy, run. If you cannot do so physically, do it mentally and emotionally. Ultimately, you will be able to view the situation objectively.

Do you find yourself in a quandary with no way out?

It may seem quite impossible as you deal with a messy situation day in and out. Fear not, there are always solutions. Do not feel life is impossible just because of the selfishness of others. There is a pot at the end of the rainbow. And most importantly what goes around will come back around. In my opinion, I believe that what you dish, you have to be ready to taste, even if there is an acrid stench.

Once you take stock of what is in your emotional and mental cupboard, you can sift through the good stock and the lousy stash.

Choose your mask carefully.

Use the darn mask.

Cover up parts that need to be covered from negative inhalants.

End of story.

 

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