| 3 months... boy the time really flies huh? Feelings? What are they really? Who determines what 'happy' is? Who determines what any emotion is? Why does angry mean what it does? Emotions and feelings feel more like it's an opinion. Who is anyone to judge how you feel?
Why don't people mean what they say? What does 'good' actually mean? Why is everyone 'good' when you ask? Do you really care what they say when you ask? Do you feel better when you get a 'good' answer?
Why do we think crying is a form of weakness? Yeah, some cry at sad parts in movies, books and tv shows. We cry at funerals, weddings, and graduation. We cry at happy moments. We cry at sad moments, some even cry when they are angry. There are so many times in our lives when we cry. Some can't cry. Some cry all the time. Isn't crying a release of emotion, stress, anxiety and sometimes pressure? Bottling up emotions and feelings is said to be easier, but is it really? Talking is hard, but asking for help is even harder. So many people are really independent and they just want to take care of things themselves.
Why do we dwell on the past? Why do we remember the bad times in our lives more than the good? Why can't we live everyday like it's our last? Why don't we tell people we love them continually? Our friends? our family? even our enemies?
Tell people how you really feel. Tell them how much they mean to you. Some won't believe it, but I think that's just because they aren't used to hearing it. On the surface, they don't believe it, but I think if we all told each other what we meant, slowly, we’d all would start to believe it.
We've all been hurt in our lives, some more than others. Whether physically, emotionally and sometimes even spiritually. Being told you're not worth it, or you don't matter or not being told how much you really are loved really hurts. It really does and it take a LOT of time to heal those wounds. After you've been hurt like that, even the slightest word, action or comment can open that wound again really easily and it hurts more every time it opens.
Even when you're surrounded by people 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, why do you still feel alone? Why does it feel like you're the only one going through a rough time? Why can't we say what we mean? Why don't people seem like they care? |
