When I was younger, I’ve always felt obligated to solve other people’s problem. And it doesn’t help when people voluntarily tell me their deepest secret or somebody else’s deepest secret. Issues or events that doesn’t concern me.
Ignorance can sometimes to bliss. I often thought to myself, that if only I don’t know so much that is happening, I would still be working for my favorite brand. The fact is, I know too much and I couldn’t live with what I knew and what I would become.
I should be angry. Angry for the person who fed me too much information, angry that he/she is still feeding me with too much information. Actually…I DESERVE THE RIGHT TO BE ANGRY WITH ALL YOU MOTHERFUCKERS WHO JUST WANT TO DUMP YOUR MISERY ON ME SO THAT YOU CAN FEEL A LITTLE BIT BETTER.
There! I’ve said it.
Please don’t give me the guilt trip that friends are supposed to help each other, be there for each other. Well bullshit. How about being in my shoes? Is it fair that I have to listen to all your sob stories, racking my brain to find a solution for you only to be presented the same piece of shit over and over again? Wasting my previous time where I could have spent doing something more meaningful.
We all have a purpose in life, and lessons that needs to be learn for the growth of our soul. My advice is not to listen to anyone but your heart and the voice from within you that is guiding you in this physical world.
If you want to let it out, write out all your feelings in a piece of paper and burn it. Be respectful of your friend’s life, spare them the agony of listening to all your misery. Don’t listen and take anyone’s advice because theirs life experiences is always going to be different than yours. Quiet your mind and figure out the puzzle yourself. This could be the best gift that you have given yourself.
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