Recently I've been thinking about actions a lot...mainly how our actions affect others, whether that's positively or negatively. I've always stood by the "never judge a book by its cover rule," and have always decided whether I liked the book or not after reading the first page; however, I use this when dealing with people too. I give everyone the benefit of the doubt until they do something to lose my trust. Sometimes it's those around you whom you least expect to do you wrong, so when they do it hurts. How are we suppose to act in those situations? There are so many good qualities and memories with that person, so when something goes wrong what are we supposed to do? Shut down?! Close the book or keep reading? I always dislike books that take a little bit of time to get into, because it's like a rocky relationship--you still don't know whether it's going to be good or not. The book could be going back and end up great, or be good and end up bad. It leads me to ponder different questions, like can we trust those who've burned us before? Can people really change who they are or how they act? These are questions that are simply up in thin air to me.
There's something freeing about writing, or rather typing these thoughts down somewhere though. However, I can't deny that I still do it with a heavy heart...or really it feels like I have a large animal sitting on my chest. I realize that seems like a heart attack, but it's not...it's pain...it's grief...it's all the emotions built up into one tiny place ready to burst. I know there's a saying around, "don't let them see you cry," but is that accurate? Shouldn't they see you cry? Then they can see the pain they've caused another person...will they care though? So many questions. Why did you do it? Did you know what you were doing? Did you care if you were hurting anyone? There are no answers though...I don't have the balls to find out. I'm too scared to ask any questions for fear of the answers I'll receive...I know I'm not alone in these thoughts and feelings though.
There are too many with hearts on their sleeves. There are too many actions being carried out without reasons.
-Thoughts from the Abyss.
There's something freeing about writing, or rather typing these thoughts down somewhere though. However, I can't deny that I still do it with a heavy heart...or really it feels like I have a large animal sitting on my chest. I realize that seems like a heart attack, but it's not...it's pain...it's grief...it's all the emotions built up into one tiny place ready to burst. I know there's a saying around, "don't let them see you cry," but is that accurate? Shouldn't they see you cry? Then they can see the pain they've caused another person...will they care though? So many questions. Why did you do it? Did you know what you were doing? Did you care if you were hurting anyone? There are no answers though...I don't have the balls to find out. I'm too scared to ask any questions for fear of the answers I'll receive...I know I'm not alone in these thoughts and feelings though.
There are too many with hearts on their sleeves. There are too many actions being carried out without reasons.
-Thoughts from the Abyss.