My immaturity

 I read somewhere that maturity is when you accept change without drama and fights. It said to stop asking why they lost contact with you and that you notice the change and accept it with a smile.

I believe that's utter rubbish. Walking away with a smile is often painful and unnecessarily saint-like. There have been instances where I have done it. Didn't ever make me feel mature just made me wonder where I went wrong. Over and over , stuck in a loop of thinking I'm not good enough.
I feel that as long as you still fight you are finding a normal and human way to channel the fact that you still care and want to maintain that relationship. Not entirely justifying fighting as it never always reaches a solution, but bottling it up and pretending it never happened tends to be worse .
Why do we normalise to deflect our negative emotions with a smile?
Why is that enthroned with a powerful term as maturity?
Why do we overuse the term mature when there is actually no true standard to measure it against?
Say ,who's the most mature person you've met in your life?
Are they happy all the time?
Do they process what they go through?
I believe maturity is when you choose not to stoop down to their level , no matter the amount of disrespect they show towards you, through their words and actions...
Whether its a child being asked to stop a compulsive behaviour and act "mature" or it's an adult relationship which isn't going your way, glorifying that expectation of being mature is unfair. It's belittling. It's painful. It's dismissive. It's anger inducing. It doesn't help to call someone immature. You're comparing them to a standard of pain that you've been through and expect them to behave that exact same way!
So the next time you are struggling to accept something about someone, maybe see your mortal nemesis in them, create a healthy competition or walk away , don't smile.

That ending didn't make sense did it?
NEITHER DOES MATURITY
sincerely
An immature kid
<3





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