Every year, during the christmas holidays, people tend to think back through all things they did the whole year that's gone past and come to a conclusion about their whole "performance". Right! Normal people don't do that! I do though...
It's this time of the year when it suddenly hits me and the past year goes by my eyes in a flash, like a replay on fast forward. Well, mostly the important parts, the highlights if you may. And for another year I'm not quite satisfied. There are parts in my life that feel empty. The thing is that, unfortunately, I can do very little to fill these voids. As in it's not up to me to do so. Yeah, health matters the most. Without it you're screwed. What about mental health, though? What about that very fragile equilibrium, between the body and the mind? To me it's as important as being healthy. It's what keeps me sane. What makes me sleep at night.
I work hard in (almost) every aspect of my life. At least I try to. Work, friendships, family, relationships, myself. I give everything I have towards them. It's not that I have to, or that's a mandatory thing for me to do. I guess I'm wired (and not weird

) that way. I care. I want people that surround me on a daily basis to be well, if it's in my hand. Sometimes, some of the aspects reserve most of my attention and focus, but overall I try to keep a balance. So far the only thing that falls behind, more than others most of the time, is taking care of myself. Some might say that it's a mistake, but most of the times it doesn't bother me.
The common denominator in every of every of those aforementioned voids is people. And their ability to be a constant source of disappointment. Their ability to piss away all the effort anyone puts on them. Either while trying to help them, or trying to support them, when they need it the most. Their ability to break your trust. Their ability to hurt you, without even blinking. Their ability to mock things and qualities that, to you, are important. Their ability to do all of the above on purpose, or even accidentally.
Human relations are not a bargain. They aren't a sale. There's no currency in what you give in a friendship, or a relationship. You give with the expectation, or hope, of getting something in return. And i'm not talking about materials. I'm talking about feelings, gestures, expressions of interest. You expect to get something back. How much is that something, depends on how generous the person in the opposite side is. How mature, or aware or kind that person is. Something is way more than nothing. But when you give a lot, your expectations rise. That something has to be increasing, not in a matter of quantity though. Intensity is the word that I'm looking for. Why not quality? Because quality, is something subjective. And subjectivity does not cope well with clarity. Each one of us has different standards, which makes it impossible to establish a definition of quality.
They say patience is a virtue. All I have to do is to be patient. She said it's not easy for her to be like me. I don't want her to be like me. All I need is a little more intensity. And a bit more tact when my soul is wide open...
I shouldn't be that mad at that other one. She might have broken my trust by pimping me out to that third one, when I specifically asked her not to do so. Trusting her like that was probably a mistake, but I could prevented it by growing some nerve and going for that third one...
I should be more patient with the work part. It'll pay off eventually.
I should be more patient with life overall. Rome wasn't built in a day.
I'm not mother Teresa, nor Gandhi. I'm not after world peace, or saving the planet. I'm just a good person, that cares probably a lil too much about the things and the people around me. My friends tell me that I shouldn't care that much about others. And most of the times they might be right. But hey, I am not perfect. I would say quite the contrary. I've done all the things that I mentioned earlier, but I've regretted every single one of them. And that changed me. Lately I felt that the kindness inside me is draining.That I don't have anything more to give. Especially to certain people. And that saddens me, because I see potential. Potential for many good things. I hope the holidays help me fill up...
I am not sure if it's just an infatuation, but I think I'm in love with her...
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