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We can agree to disagree but not disagree to agree

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Emotional intelligence  should at least make up for intellectual one. 

We don't have to agree on everything, but must we suddenly become enemies because we don't agree on the same things? 

I've lost friends as shockingly as it might sound just because we had a difference in opinion on some discussions 

Even recently, I almost lost a good friend because I refused to see things her way, she became hostile and I backed off... 

Ironically it was over a post I made

I made a mental resolution never to offer unsolicited advise or opinion to anyone on any thing, except I'm invited to the conversation, I'm not coming in

So about my friend, It took weeks for her to reignite the friendship because she needed my help

I acquiesced to her subtle apologies because money was involved 

In the end, we both got back for our own personal interests 


But I've learnt not to begin some conversations with some people who aren't emotionally mature to handle

Nor engage with them

If they bring it to me... I "okay" and "you are right" it

Having a disagreeing conversation once in a while is a good mental exercise, but stay above it not beneath it

Your opinion shouldn't reflect your emotional state, just your intellectualism 

The fact that we disagree doesn't mean we should become enemies. 

We can disagree to agree 

But we can't agree to disagree

It's foolishness.



Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne 

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