Saturday, November 13, 2010
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
You find it easier to mistrust me than to trust me.
You're so used to people around you to think and feel bad things toward you, that you've become to consider those much more real, much more likely to be true. When people feel good things, you find it very hard to believe. So when the hint of a bad thing pops up, despite all the good things you know, you're very quick to believe it. You're so used to being hurt that you embrace it when it happens as something painful, but familiar. Being loved is so foreign to you that you immediately discard it when the more familiar hurt comes up: because at least you're used to that and know how to act..
Posted by seamus at 2:22 PM
Sometimes people never change. Situations change, feelings change, but people's true nature remains inflexible. It's the purest form of procrastination: the lingering, dragging crystallized shades of one's personality.
In their hearts, it's always easier to trust their own fears, doubts and pessimism. They can be surrounded with all the good in the world and still not know how to appreciate it: the slightest hint of negativity will usher their own vulnerabilities and turn every single unfortunate word, phrase, event or feeling into a titanic hurdle against their happiness.
C'est la vie.
Posted by seamus at 10:07 AM