You know how sometimes you get sideswiped by things. You have a sense that something is amiss with a person you care for, but there hasn’t been any contact so you really don’t KNOW anything. Not completely.
Then, come to find out that you’ve been (in their mind) disrespectful (isn’t that something I would do to my boss or parents??), grasping, cheating, crazy unkind and… on and on. Plus they have proof because a few people, who were there, agree with all the details and that this “story” is actually ‘what happened’.
You know, I’m not sure which is worse… being so clueless about how I feel about someone (they are clear about how I feel) OR being completely at a loss as to what could possibly be done to resolve it!
IF you were thinking how fun it would be to be my friend I should clarify what that’s actually like. These are a few things about me that are not likely to change.
If you’re easily offended, it will be hard for you to be around me. No filter, usually.
If you have to project stuff you’re going through out on me, at least have the willingness to reach for a peaceful solution and get the fuck through it, as opposed to ripping me to shreds so you can be ‘RIGHT’. Not a favorite thing for me.
Love me enough to tell me I’m being an horse’s ass … In other words, don’t ignore people & leave their messages unanswered for months! (Possibly you heard things wrong?! It is so much easier to figure things out in “real time” rather than months later).
And PLEASE, don’t ask other people for confirmation so that ‘get’ to be outraged at me. Reflect internally… ’cause, maybe… just maybe… there’s a jewel of awareness there for you.
Suffering is a choice. Loving what is, another choice.
Yesterday I suffered (felt like a virtual enema with hot sauce, right up the ass so I’m ok with having ‘one of those days’.)
Last night I started to climb out of the pit of hell I was in & today seems like I’ll be better soon. Well, at least I have my sense of humor back.
This is something nice though… I will be a better person from this.
That’s also a choice!
“I hold it true, whate’er befall;
I feel it, when I sorrow most;
’Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.”
— Alfred Lord Tennyson