GIVE ME THERAPY, I'M A WALKING TRAVESTY.

twentythree y.o. geographer, barista, yoga practitioner. University College London. born and bred in the lil' island of Singapore. constantly searching for answers. extremely flawed, especially when it comes to imposing standards on others, expecting too much, not knowing when to close her mouth (to shut the fuck up or to stop eating). too crazy for her own good and has to be taken with a massive handful of salt. adores backpacking, hitch-hiking, hill-walking, red wine, whiskey, cocktails, fine food and good conversations.
REMINDER:
"open your heart. someone will come. someone will come for you. but you'd have to open your heart first."


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Tuesday, December 09, 2014
◔ 9:43 PM // ✎ 0 comment(s)
❝ Everyone hurts. ❞

"Darling, I'm really sorry, but you cannot think of yourself as a burden. You don't tie me down, I'm independent enough to do my own thing, to see my own sights, to have my own fun. That I miss you through it all doesn't affect my enjoyment of the awesome things to be done here. I think it's really unfair of you to suggest that you tie me down. To me. Because it makes it sound like I ought to be some kind of serial womaniser / someone who can't maintain any friendships or relationships because I'm too busy thinking about my own fun. Which I am not. Absolutely and irrefutably. In describing yourself as a burden you seem to forget who I am, that I am not bothered by hearing what you have to say.
No I don't think you're accusing me of sleeping around or anything, just that you seem to feel that I ought to be leading a much more shallow and superficial life than I am. In saying that you tie me down you imply that left to my own devices I'd be a lot more crazy. When in reality I exercise all my freedoms and liberties, have a great time, and miss you through all of it. But it doesn't affect my enjoyment of these things.
And I miss you too ok. So let's not talk about burdening. Or weighing down. We've discussed this and I've told you on every occasion that I don't like it. I think I've explained to you why now, properly.
Please don't talk about things like you're a burden. Because it implies that you think I can't enjoy anymore, or that I'm predisposed to shallow and superficial pastimes and that I don't give a damn about things that upset you.
Bothering me. Stop saying it. It hurts every time. It implies that I don't give a damn about you."

Because sometimes, one gets so caught up in her own pain that she forgets that the other person is hurting too.

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