There are some people who love us.

There are people who like us.

There are some who tolerate us.

There are people whom we are not sure if they like or love us. (To know for sure, wouldn't it be super if we humans came equipped with little LIKE & DISLIKE buttons on us - like on facebook - that the person could press?)

And there are people who do not like us at all. At least, that's "the sense" we take away from them in their presence. (And it's disheartening and hurtful, isn't it?)

I heard the following on a reel the other day:

"It took me 50 years to learn the lesson I'm going to

share with you in 20 seconds ... if people don't like you,

they are never ever going to like you more if you work

harder and do more in an effort to get them to like you.

It does not work that way.

You are not for everyone - and that's a good thing."

That phrase, "You are not for everyone," totally resonated with me. As a Libra, I want EVERYONE to like me. I typically do what that person says not to do - work harder in an effort to get a person to like me. (Why???)

I think I will stop that foolishness immediately.

I will focus on the people with whom I am in a good relationship.

I have written in SNIPPETS several times about "getting through" to that person who is unfriendly, not engaging, not communicative - because we know they are "in there." Could be the barista at your favorite coffee house ... could be a coworker ... could be an in-law. That person may or may not like you - but it's usually not about us.

There's an unfriendly guy who works at one of the pickleball places where I play. Since we see him several times a week, I am determined to get him to engage.

(Why am I so hardheaded? Why can't I just walk in, wave through the office window - he does at least nod back - and continue on, minding my own business, and not care about his attitude? I already know it's not about me.)

Oh no, snippeteers, what did I do? I brought him SAINT PATTY'S DAY COOKIES. Stupid cookies! (So Italian ... do I think he will now react to me because I fed him?)

Do we think that one person in the group who remains aloof to us every time - who doesn't seem to see us, look at us, or speak to us directly (yet acts perfectly fine with everyone else in the group), will suddenly turn sweeter if we KISS ASS?

Snippeteers, why do we try so hard to be liked? There are plenty of other people in the world who love us. Why do we care about that one numbskull who doesn't?

I think I am finished doing this. No more effort. No more trying. No more liking/commenting on their facebook posts. No more cookies!!

Let's save our energy for the people we like and love - and who reciprocate with the same feelings.