Anyway there’s so much that’s been going on in my life lately but there’s one thing that just stands out among the rest. Yup you guessed it: MEN.
Why is it that men always claim that they’re ready for relationship when they’re not. Urrgghhh that irks me so much. I know long distance relationships hardly ever work but you always want to think that probably you’re part of the exception and that yours just might work. You put so much time and effort into the relationship, giving this guy the benefit of the doubt that maybe, just maybe he’s different from the rest. Wow what a load of crap. And to think that you know better, that you already know what’s going to happen but you still try because you don’t want to be the cynical or narcissistic one who just dooms everything. But I’ve realized that they just don’t work. And that the few which do work the people are probably hopped up on some drug or something that they don’t see anything else happening around them.
I hate to sound like a cynic but it’s a fact of life. Long distance relationships don’t work. There’s always the one who will put more effort than the other into the relationship, or there’s the one who just can’t deal with the fact that they’re on their own so will look for someone to fill the void that the other left them with.
It’s no use trying people. Your best bet is to tell the person you love them, cut your losses and move on. You never know what’s waiting for you afterward. Just be open to try. That perfect someone might just fall into your lap ;)
Be careful not to make a woman, because God counts her tears. The woman came out of a man’s rib. Not from his head to be superior nor from his feet to be walked upon. But from the side to be equal, under the arm to be protected and next to the heart to be loved.
You know the statement it never rains but it pours is so cliché, yet there isn’t another statement that can come close to this. The trials we face are like a small ball of snow rolling down a snow capped mountain, just growing bigger and bigger the further it travels and sometimes it seems like there is no way to stop it until it hits a cliff and everything seems to come crashing down. There is something we say at home: the more you have the more you get. Which simply means that problems don’t come in ones they just keep on coming in one after the other; something that I feel is so true.
Life comes with so many twists and turns and requirements yet there is no manual to tell us how to deal with the situations that we go through. The only way we learn to deal with the ish that we encounter is from other people who went through similar circumstances and we analyze what they did and we determine whether or not we should do what they did.
These past few months have been the most tumultuous months I have gone through in such a long time. Sometimes I sit in my room and cry and ask myself what I did that caused my life to go through this complete upheaval. When I think of all the things I’ve done, should have done, could have done it’s like I turn into a claustrophobic person and I just need to claw myself away from my thoughts and re-enter a world of ignorant bliss just so I can maintain my sanity.
I’ve lost more
friends in these last few months than I’ve lost in my entire life. In a way I can’t complain because now I get more time to focus on what really and truly matters: My life, my family, my education, my God. I thought I had found true love but what I did find was just another pebble camouflaged as a diamond around amidst a sea of stones. I’ve added new people to my little circle but sometimes I wonder if I care for people to easily or too quickly because it is so easy for me to be discarded or forgotten or just have my feelings totally ignored by them. It’s times like these that I sit and I ask myself if being alone is really that bad.
I don’t mean hiding away from reality in this little bubble world, though that would be easy. I mean just keeping to myself, keeping my feelings to myself and essentially staying away unless it is really necessary to interact with other people. I’m sick and tired of being the one to chase after everyone, sick and tired of the one to be considered last, sick and tired of having to apologize for having feelings, sick and tired of being ignored, I’m just so sick and tired of being sick and tired!
The only thing left to do now is really sit back and take an assessment of my life. I already know what’s important to me. I just need to figure out a game plan on how I’m going to focus on them and not everyone else. It’s time I live my life and make just myself happy just for