I don't mean generally. Specifically. Who are the people in your life, that you interact with somewhat regularly, that have earned your respect and why?
I have a hard time respecting people I don't know. Hell, I have a hard time respecting people I do know. That's not to say I'm cruel because I'm actually pretty friendly (no, that's not even really true but I'm a nice enough dude), but lately I've been hearing from more and more people that I'm disrespectful. I mean fucking hell, I can't just be nice to people, I have to have esteem for them as well? It gets me nowhere when I try to explain: No, it's not just you I don't respect -- it's most people, so no hard feelings. Last time I said that to someone I got a failing grade for the semester.
The handful of people I do respect consists of:
1. My girlfriend. She's smart as hell but more than that she actually does something with it. What's the point of being smart if you don't make use of it? Granted in our day to day lives I don't always make my feelings for her clear. What I say goes unless she puts up a hell of a fight, but when she's right she's right. How could I expect her to respect me if I can't admit when she has a point? I'd say about a quarter of the time I treat her like a child. And yet in over 10 years of my knowing her, she's confronted me about being disrespectful only a few times (and in more than half of those instances she was right). If ANYBODY has the right to accuse me of being disrespectful, it's her: the way I speak to her/treat her/etc would get to even the most strong-willed person, and she takes it in stride. I suppose she could be considered an exception, because she knows me and also knows that I do have a lot of respect I have for her. But part of that respect stems from the fact that she's secure enough to take my shit.
2. My dad. I shouldn't have to elaborate on this but I will just to say that raising my two brothers and myself could not have been easy, and he started his company from scratch and retired at 45 and with enough money to not only live very comfortably for the rest of his (and my mother's) life, but also to put aside a generous amount of money for his three kids and and any children that we may have. And, like my girlfriend, my (sometimes misguided) abuse rolls right off his back (unless I've truly crossed a line).
3. One of my two best friends. We'll call him 'A' (the other, 'D', is a nice guy but not necessarily someone I have respect for). A is my moral compass. He's the first to tell me when I've crossed a line and the first to get on my ass about correcting my actions. He's not unintelligent but I wouldn't call him intellectual. I would say my respect for him comes from the fact that he stands up to me. He's actually one of the two people ever to have hit me in my adult life. I wouldn't say that's part of the reason I respect him but I think it's interesting that I do despite it.
4. My older brother. The other person who's hit me since I turned 18. That I actually deserved (long story) and again it's not why I respect him but it's telling. Basically it just comes down to the fact that he's so grounded. He's a good father/husband to his family, he's always been there for me as well as our shitty younger brother even when we don't necessarily deserve his support. Like our dad, he's self-made (started his own architecture agency in Oslo).
5. One of my professors. Doesn't bullshit anyone, says what's on his mind even if the person on the receiving end doesn't want to hear it. Sometimes he's a little too blunt but I respect that much more than lacking the ability to be honest. Opened an off-campus university art gallery in which his students can display their work. After battling bureaucracy for months (and maybe breaking a law or two) he finally got it open. Paid for everything out of pocket and is fixing up the place himself (with my help and the help of a few other students) and to top it off admission is totally free for all high school and college students.
Why do I have to respect people just because? This is particularly difficult with strangers because apparently my lack of respect for others is obvious. Something has to change -- and since I'm not about to start respecting people willy-nilly, it's everyone else that has to pull themselves together.
Surely I can't be the only one that feels this way.
I have a hard time respecting people I don't know. Hell, I have a hard time respecting people I do know. That's not to say I'm cruel because I'm actually pretty friendly (no, that's not even really true but I'm a nice enough dude), but lately I've been hearing from more and more people that I'm disrespectful. I mean fucking hell, I can't just be nice to people, I have to have esteem for them as well? It gets me nowhere when I try to explain: No, it's not just you I don't respect -- it's most people, so no hard feelings. Last time I said that to someone I got a failing grade for the semester.
The handful of people I do respect consists of:
1. My girlfriend. She's smart as hell but more than that she actually does something with it. What's the point of being smart if you don't make use of it? Granted in our day to day lives I don't always make my feelings for her clear. What I say goes unless she puts up a hell of a fight, but when she's right she's right. How could I expect her to respect me if I can't admit when she has a point? I'd say about a quarter of the time I treat her like a child. And yet in over 10 years of my knowing her, she's confronted me about being disrespectful only a few times (and in more than half of those instances she was right). If ANYBODY has the right to accuse me of being disrespectful, it's her: the way I speak to her/treat her/etc would get to even the most strong-willed person, and she takes it in stride. I suppose she could be considered an exception, because she knows me and also knows that I do have a lot of respect I have for her. But part of that respect stems from the fact that she's secure enough to take my shit.
2. My dad. I shouldn't have to elaborate on this but I will just to say that raising my two brothers and myself could not have been easy, and he started his company from scratch and retired at 45 and with enough money to not only live very comfortably for the rest of his (and my mother's) life, but also to put aside a generous amount of money for his three kids and and any children that we may have. And, like my girlfriend, my (sometimes misguided) abuse rolls right off his back (unless I've truly crossed a line).
3. One of my two best friends. We'll call him 'A' (the other, 'D', is a nice guy but not necessarily someone I have respect for). A is my moral compass. He's the first to tell me when I've crossed a line and the first to get on my ass about correcting my actions. He's not unintelligent but I wouldn't call him intellectual. I would say my respect for him comes from the fact that he stands up to me. He's actually one of the two people ever to have hit me in my adult life. I wouldn't say that's part of the reason I respect him but I think it's interesting that I do despite it.
4. My older brother. The other person who's hit me since I turned 18. That I actually deserved (long story) and again it's not why I respect him but it's telling. Basically it just comes down to the fact that he's so grounded. He's a good father/husband to his family, he's always been there for me as well as our shitty younger brother even when we don't necessarily deserve his support. Like our dad, he's self-made (started his own architecture agency in Oslo).
5. One of my professors. Doesn't bullshit anyone, says what's on his mind even if the person on the receiving end doesn't want to hear it. Sometimes he's a little too blunt but I respect that much more than lacking the ability to be honest. Opened an off-campus university art gallery in which his students can display their work. After battling bureaucracy for months (and maybe breaking a law or two) he finally got it open. Paid for everything out of pocket and is fixing up the place himself (with my help and the help of a few other students) and to top it off admission is totally free for all high school and college students.
Why do I have to respect people just because? This is particularly difficult with strangers because apparently my lack of respect for others is obvious. Something has to change -- and since I'm not about to start respecting people willy-nilly, it's everyone else that has to pull themselves together.
Surely I can't be the only one that feels this way.