In the spirit of my new-found acceptance and calm, I picked up a book for the first time in 20 days and the first page contained this:
“It’s kind of obvious: when you hide, people seek, whereas when you talk about something that matters to you, no one listens. Ever. This is the main way in which human beings are reliable.”
How amazing it is that someone out there actually understands how I feel right now, albeit through a fictional character.
I’m tired of trying to explain myself to people who genuinely do not want to listen, or who pretend not to listen. I’m tired of always listening to others but when it’s my turn to talk, they just switch off. I always thought conversations, friendships, relationships were a 2-way street. How wrong I was, and still am!
I forgot how wonderful it is to have a meaningful conversation with myself, through you, my darling blog.
I can say what I want without being judged, or ridiculed, or suppressed. Oh blog, if only you were a real person! But perhaps it’s just as well that you’re not 🤔.
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