i think it is interesting that the people who are most insecure about their lives are the ones to critique mine like they know it. like they know me at all, or anymore. they are the ones to prove themselves and their accomplishments against mine. they pay more attention to what i am doing than to the good things in their life. they feel some sort of ownership of what i do, how i feel, who i am, and who i know.
i make my own life. you make yours.
let us both live those lives happily and separately. realize that you are only going to make yourself crazy bothering yourself over someone, like me, who is apparently "fake, insane, selfish, awful, vindictive, yellow, cactus, apple, [insert whatever else ridiculous adj./noun you feel like using here]."
lives collide and then divert. it is the nature of things. i may have bumped into yours at one point, but that does not mean you have anything to do with me and mine anymore. no one is perfect. i am not. you are not. i do not claim to be. and i do not expect you to be. there are things i admire about you. and there are things i like about myself. but i try not to dwell on any of that, especially if you are not a part of my sphere.
let's move on now.
i grow weary from these circles.
4 comments:
Well said.
There are those who measure their accomplishments in the failures of others.
But, in reality, they are just trying to make themself feel better about what they dislike in their own life by tearing on someone else's.
What a waste of time.
It's no measure at all.
You tell 'um!
haha. i know. i know. especially when those people used to be good friends who shared in my accomplishments, as i did in theirs. strange how life works out, and people begin to dwell so much on the wrongs instead of the rights. we are all human beings. we all make mistakes. oh well. i guess i just don't get it...
having known this said person as well, i hope they change and become something they should be and not stuck in the past (or just stuck in other people's past or present) unless they really want to which is sad for anyone.
indeed. thank god for people like you, who see me through no matter what. i love you past all time and space, my dear.
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