Hello readers!! I don't know all of you, but i wish you well. I hope you had a great weekend and wishing your week ahead will be easy, breezy and beautiful!!
Lately i have been rather down, with my own set of worries. I hung unto some close friends and family and now i am feeling better. Today i will be talking to you why i have been so bitter lately.
I am not a gentle person, but i am a gentle person ( get what i mean? ) I can't be a gentle person, i could if i want to, but i can't - because everyone's worries and troubles and agendas are on my shoulders. I bet, you would ask, then, why not just let things go and not worry.
Honestly, there are people who worries, i am one of them, but not a chronic case. I worry because no one else worries. Maybe they do, but never shown on the outside. I do so many things because no one does them for me, or for themselves. So i often i over-work myself and i get tired of that cycle and frustrated with everyone, especially men.
I'm sorry (guy) readers, but my blog has often been the only thing that i talk to, and it comforts me greatly. And i have to be honest, but bear in mind that these are my experience, it may or may not be the true out there.
I have very little faith in men, simple because no men so far has proven to have any sense of responsibility, sensitivity, or humility. The men i meet are really, "raw" . I wished there were more dynamic, responsible and open men out there. Whenever i need a man to step up to the situation, most of them back down, acting like a complete wuss. It happens with the small situations and the big ones.
They just simply don't want to/ afraid to say things that is needed to be said, do things that is needs to be done and take responsibility for their actions, behavior and words. They will just keep quiet and pretend nothing happened. Sometimes i step up to it, and i know it makes people uncomfortable, i mean someone's got to do the job. Someone has to got to be the bad cop, and i am the bad cop - simple because i posses something call " straightforwardness, bluntness and i will always be truthful ". And i wished someday, someone will stand up for me, and be the bad cop, so for once in my life i don't feel like a bad person, an over-worked,frustrated, tired person.
I know i wrote that men should be emotional, but until a state it erodes the things that a man can really and should do - it's just wrong ( for me at least ). I see this more in the younger generation. I have the uttermost respect for my dad, because he is truly a man - he does the right things even when he doesn't like it simple because it is for the better, he does things for others because he has to, he steps up to it, no matter how heavy, difficult or ugly the situation may be. In someways i see myself in him, but i don't want too - because it is tiring. And i know how tired is he, hopefully someday i can show him how grateful i am for stepping up for me all the time, in all situations.
Maybe it comes with age and maturity. Maybe they change into such beautiful men when they have children - to practice selflessness. If i can find some friends who i can really count on, or a man who can step up for me. It would be very nice. I would really like that.
Sincere love for all of you, :)
A beautiful song for all of you beautiful readers.
Lately i have been rather down, with my own set of worries. I hung unto some close friends and family and now i am feeling better. Today i will be talking to you why i have been so bitter lately.
I am not a gentle person, but i am a gentle person ( get what i mean? ) I can't be a gentle person, i could if i want to, but i can't - because everyone's worries and troubles and agendas are on my shoulders. I bet, you would ask, then, why not just let things go and not worry.
Honestly, there are people who worries, i am one of them, but not a chronic case. I worry because no one else worries. Maybe they do, but never shown on the outside. I do so many things because no one does them for me, or for themselves. So i often i over-work myself and i get tired of that cycle and frustrated with everyone, especially men.
I'm sorry (guy) readers, but my blog has often been the only thing that i talk to, and it comforts me greatly. And i have to be honest, but bear in mind that these are my experience, it may or may not be the true out there.
I have very little faith in men, simple because no men so far has proven to have any sense of responsibility, sensitivity, or humility. The men i meet are really, "raw" . I wished there were more dynamic, responsible and open men out there. Whenever i need a man to step up to the situation, most of them back down, acting like a complete wuss. It happens with the small situations and the big ones.
They just simply don't want to/ afraid to say things that is needed to be said, do things that is needs to be done and take responsibility for their actions, behavior and words. They will just keep quiet and pretend nothing happened. Sometimes i step up to it, and i know it makes people uncomfortable, i mean someone's got to do the job. Someone has to got to be the bad cop, and i am the bad cop - simple because i posses something call " straightforwardness, bluntness and i will always be truthful ". And i wished someday, someone will stand up for me, and be the bad cop, so for once in my life i don't feel like a bad person, an over-worked,frustrated, tired person.
I know i wrote that men should be emotional, but until a state it erodes the things that a man can really and should do - it's just wrong ( for me at least ). I see this more in the younger generation. I have the uttermost respect for my dad, because he is truly a man - he does the right things even when he doesn't like it simple because it is for the better, he does things for others because he has to, he steps up to it, no matter how heavy, difficult or ugly the situation may be. In someways i see myself in him, but i don't want too - because it is tiring. And i know how tired is he, hopefully someday i can show him how grateful i am for stepping up for me all the time, in all situations.
Maybe it comes with age and maturity. Maybe they change into such beautiful men when they have children - to practice selflessness. If i can find some friends who i can really count on, or a man who can step up for me. It would be very nice. I would really like that.
Sincere love for all of you, :)
A beautiful song for all of you beautiful readers.
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