My Point of View..

You know, sometimes I regret not taking psych classes when I was in high school.
I feel like when I don't understand people, it's just frustrating.
Like people who are depressed..
or extremely emotional..
or very close minded.
I mean, I could name off so many things.
It's just frustrating that I don't understand it.

Like when people want you to see their point of view.
Seeing their point of view is fine, and respecting it, and thinking about it.
Except, I feel like in some peoples' minds- respecting their point of view and seeing their point of view means changing yours.
In Reality, that's not how it is. You can't ask someone to change because of what you think is right or better.
I feel like we're all different for a reason, and that we believe different things for a reason.
I consider myself to be a person that will hear you out, listen to what you have to say, think about what you said..
but my point of view still matters to me..
and sometimes I think that when people want you so badly to see their side, they are too concerned about what they want, to understand where you are coming from.

Maybe this is mumbojumbo to you, but that's the way I see it.