Golden Rule Rediscovered?

My thoughts were sort of similar to this stream of consciousness today:

Does anyone else ever wish they could write an autobiography without having to face the reaction of the general public?--or worse, the people involved in your autobiography?
Like, you should just leave your plethoric life story transcribed in some journal for some inquisitive stranger to pick up and learn from, then quietly leave it for someone else to find? A sort of "pay it forward" life story? Until the general population is aware of your most inconsequential idiosyncrasies?

That way you can explain to them without having to explain to them. No dredging up past issues, just simply hand over a novel at the appropriate time, and say, "Nice to meet you. This is exactly why I am who I am." Sometimes I think it would be easier this way.

For instance, your boss would understand why you really had to miss work that Tuesday, and they should have let you go. Your past flame would understand how they truly made you feel during relationship. Your parents would finally understand your mindset. Your unjustified harsh enemy would see the battles you've already had to fight in your life and back off.

Is there no one who can understand us thoroughly? Someone who knows our intimate story from our perspective, and still wishes to take part in our lives? Someone who knows about that horrifying mistake we made, and is forgiving? Knows about that terrible injustice committed against us, and feels as wronged as we do? Someone who knows how much we have accomplished...would anyone be able to rejoice with us in the comprehensive knowledge of what we had to do to make it here?

Obviously, it only took a few moments for my thoughts to stumble upon an answer. I don't even have to become a divine storyteller, or a slave over a journal day after day. God is a full participant in my life. The past. He was there. The present. He's here. The future. He will be there.

And I began to think, what must the people I interact with be thinking? They are fighting their own battles, falling in love, and needing forgiveness from me. It seems so simple to think about, but this made me stop everything I was doing. I had been feeling lost in a world of those who would never see my perspective. I saw people judging me even though they knew nothing about my life. And yet, I was not forgiving of their judgment, or innocent of judgment myself. How seemingly simple; judge others as you would judge yourself. Admittedly, I've been preaching without practicing.

I'm trying to apply this in life. We'll see how this goes. I'll keep you updated. ;)