It's my Party

Your life is your party. It is a party you throw for yourself. You control everything from the decorations, the music, and the guest list. Would you put up mustard yellow decorations if your favorite color is pink? Would you play country music if you hate it, and love dance music? Would you invite you least favorite person? Would you change YOUR party to make your least favorite person happy?

You invite people to your party who make you feel alive. You invite people who know how to have a good time. You know these people will have fun just being wth you. 

If we have one life/party why do we worry about people who shouldn't even be there? The people who haven't been invited? 

I get so worried about other people. I worry about their problems. I try to fix them. I worry about if they actually like me. I try to fix them. I neglect myself to fix others. 

Who is going to fix me? Obviously, I can't fix other people, I can only fix mselr and my reactions to others. Not very one is going to like me. I can't help people who can't help themselves. 

It is I to remember it is MY party!