Yes, yes, and yes....I don't want rose colored glasses. I just want people to respect me for the unique person that I am...and for the contribution that I can make. I seem to muster up regard even for those that I consider annoying, over-zealous, boring, hyper, belligerent, self serving, and ignorant. I see them as somehow necessary for the greater whole...which is beyond my meager little opinions of people. But my occasional lapses of memory, misplacing my keys, or getting lost on a street I take every day...are seen as major defects...an abomination before God...or something I need to be medicated for.
But the world is not going to change...so, I try not to care.