How much suffering would be relieved if we stopped expecting people to act the way we wanted them to?
How much better would we feel if we were able to accept everyone we know for exactly who they are – and if we were able to therefore not take anything personally? After all, they are who they are. Everything they do, say and think comes out of that. We did not have anything to do with creating them, moulding them, making them who they are.
So how can anything they do reflect on us? How could it be personal?