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We do not choose to be brought into this world. Some believe our lives are predetermined; others say we choose the paths we walk. Still others insist it is a combination of both...Read more...
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That’s why my best friend from HS and I have not been best friends for a long time. Matter of fact I had to not even see her for a while since she was bringing me down. Now I only have seen her a few times in the last fews yrs. or more. I still hope she gets the help she needs.
Good, I am glad I wrote this article. I have received some negative feedback form some individuals. Ohh well, the truth is not easy to read, hear or address. Good job my friend, we need to be there to help our friends, however when the ingrained behavior does not cease over time, it is time to focus on you. Congratulations.
I am fed up of living the same way. Same things happen again and again. Relationships strengthen, I start feeling insecure and my privacy being breached so I instinctively retract and poof! all gone within a few minutes. Can’t people maintain a certain distance along with the pleasant relationship? Don’t they understand even if you overtly set certain limits?
I know that words have the power of destruction. I know that I can exercise it but the guilt that follows butchering someone’s heart shall cause pain in return and that’s why I stop.
They call me a liar. Don’t they understand the difference between a paranoid and a liar? One has to tell the half truth if people don’t constantly bug him but again it isn’t a lie. They are not aware of temporary truths. They hurt you with their power of words and they don’t even consider the pain they cause. They tell you that they love you but complain of not being trusted. Okay! I understand but can’t they just stop bugging you.
They want to know the secrets you hide. Why give them the power, the authority and the control over you by letting them read the forbidden pages.
The place where I live isn’t quite aware of the word ‘abuse’. Pathetic cultural endorsements and the shame of society and individuals help keep the mouth shut. All I know is that there are many like me who suffer at the ignorance and stubborness of the world.
We are not a product of our experiences but the product of the views we take from them. I cannot fight instinct when it comes to forming refined views. Why me? Why?
I don’t want sympathy. I don’t really know what I want.