Often times I sit back and reflect on how I have changed as a person. I particularly like to examine why I have experienced sound and unwavering approaches to some situations, while in others situations, I have vacillated without rhyme or reason. For an example, in my twenties and thirties, I would always want to be right! I would resurrect dead arguments at the most unimaginable times. It could have been 9 months after the original argument, at 5:15am in the morning! If there was a thought that crept into my head and helped to prove my point, I would seize it!
Lucky for me, my family, and the rest of the world, I grew out of that manic stage of not letting sleeping dogs lie (to leave things as they are; especially, to avoid restarting or rekindling an old argument). I found out that many times when individuals have the need to be right about everything, the compulsion stems from a threat on their self-image, and feeds the belief that being right makes one superior. My husband has a favorite saying; “you can be right and wrong at the same time - right about what you are saying, but wrong for bringing it up.”