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Monthly Archives: March 2010

Driving Thoughts

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It’s only when I’m driving, or stuck in traffic, that I get to deal with the ‘spaces’ that I try so hard to avoid in my life right now. I hate where I am, I do. But then again, someone has to be in my place. I guess at the end of the day, I’m glad it’s me and not you.

Here’s to happiness.

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It’s human nature, to remember only the bad things said to us when we are in an argument with someone. Like my dad who never fails to forget the words, and how hurt he felt by those words my mom had blurted out when they were fighting. It’s human nature to only put your emotions on top of everything. But having witnessed their fights, I live to attest that it wasn’t like my dad didn’t say mean words, as well. Of course, he doesn’t remember anything he says, but remembers word for word everything my mom says. Sometimes we fail to see that the reason why hurtful words are exchanged is because both parties are hurt. But my dad he holds on to these words for so long… Not acknowledging his own faults. Sometimes we have to see what we’ve done, and what we’ve said to have caused that kind of reaction in return. Drop someone like a dead chicken, and you’re bound to get bitterness and painful words. It doesn’t mean it’s right, it doesn’t mean everything was meant. What it means is simply, the other person’s in pain.

Pain does not justify everything. Even I have to agree to that, having said terrible things to someone I deeply care about. But I do regret having done that, and from the very bottom of my heart I am sorry. An apology is an apology, nothing more nothing less. Let’s not over analyze, because I really mean no harm. It’s just to send the message across that I am sorry for everything I’ve said, I never said we have to be friends again or be in touch once again. 

That’s all there is to my apology. Sincerity.

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Don’t hold to anger, hurt or pain. They steal your energy and keep you from love.

Leo Buscaglia

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The pain of love is the pain of being alive. It is a perpetual wound.

Maureen Duffy

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For every minute you are angry, you lose sixty seconds of happiness.

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Don’t let anybody tell you to just get over it. You don’t get over it — you learn to live with it.

James Johnson

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ya’ll deserve one another