Just to say

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Posted by TheUnwrittenChapter in Rainbow Writings(Blogs) on March 13, 2011  |  0 Comments More from this author  |

I know I'm not a bad person, everyone has their faults, issues, situations in life. Sometimes, I can't help but get caught up in my head, in my own world of problems and issues. So people harp on me for it. Say I'm always a victim, immature, need to grow up. I don't hear it often, but when I do it hurts the same. The worst part is, I never hear sorry. I'm always the first to sincerily apologize if I've hurt someone....but I'll never hear those words out of their mouth.

Sorry for breaking your heart

Sorry for not being a good friend

Instead I hear

Sorry you're such an idiot

sorry you're so immature

sorry but you annoy me

sorry but I don't like your attitude

I ask is it me? Then again, I know that there will always be people in the world who don't like you. Always someone who doesn't want to be your friend or get to know you. And I can't push it on them. I can't change there mind on what they think of me. I can't convince them otherwise that all I was trying to do was to be their friend. But if you have to try so hard to win someones favor...are they really worth it?

What kind of a person am I to cower down and believe what they call me and say about me. What kind of person am I to let myself fall even more because one out of every 20 people doesn't like me? Why do I care so much. And why can't they listen and understand me.

I hate when people can't look past themselves to understand another point of view. Where there word is the only one that can be right. I have never encountered so much greed and selfishness. And when people call me selfish I have to remind myself that there are at least 10 other people that will stand and point out exactly how wrong they are about me...even if I can't stand in my own defense.

So why do I even care what they think?

They are nothing to me. I have my wife, I have friends, I have family...and something they will never, never, never have. I have my life. I have my future. I have the joy of knowing I am going to be someone incredible and amazing one day. I have the knowledge of knowing I don't have to stay where I am but I choose to. I have the ability to be kind and open hearted even to those who hurt me. And while so many say I just wear my heart on my sleave, I am the only one of my kind who is always honest about my feelings and emotions and has enough strength to love and forgive and forget. I mean, that's the way God made me. That's the way I am. I should be...and will be ...proud, forever of who I am.

I just have to remember to not let anyone or anything knock my spirit down.