I agree with you that everyone’s feelings are equal, but personally, I feel that my feelings should be more important to me than your feelings, no matter how you feel about it.
To be blunt—you might even call it unfeeling—I don’t care how you feel about my feelings, even though I feel you’d say that I actually feel otherwise.
These are my feelings, not yours, and I’m owning them. I’m claiming them—or reclaiming them, that is. My feelings empower me, or at least that’s the way I feel about it.
I acknowledge that your feelings are your feelings, not mine. That’s undisputed, and it’s not what we’re arguing about, anyway. I honor and embrace that your feelings are your feelings, although I also feel I should feel free to feel the way I want to feel about your feelings, whether in public or in private.
I hope you feel that I’m not trying to hurt your feelings, but I also feel that I should be honest with you and tell you that my feelings are personally more important to me than your feelings, and if you don’t feel the same way, well, I guess that’s the way you feel. Go ahead and feel hurt. I don’t care.
If you want to feel that I’m not taking your feelings into account, that’s fine—feel that way. I just wish you knew in your heart that that’s not personally how I feel.
I believe in a “live and let live” mentality, which is why I feel that my rights to my feelings end right at the line where your feelings begin, almost as if we could draw territorial borders on Google Maps to demonstrate how truly separate your feelings and mine are.
One day I hope we feel the same way about this. Today is obviously not that day. So instead of letting you tell me how I should feel about things, I feel that we should spend the day apart, and maybe we’ll feel different tonight—in other words, here’s hoping that we both feel the same about this.
Anyway, I thought you should know how I feel. How do you feel about it? Not that I care.