Monthly Archives: January 2011
Forgive and forget.
Swallow your pride.
Just move on.
You deserve better.
All the simplest things to say are the hardest to do. And people tell us like we’re idiots who don’t know what the right thing to do is. Just because they are not in that mess doesn’t make them smarter, or give them the right to throw words around like everything was that simple. So you may know a thing or two, but you don’t know everything. There’s a reason why there are times you hate people who judge you for whatever reason, and those are the times you’re silently aware of your own flaws and wouldn’t expect anyone else to understand. And I’m not perfect, either. I also sometimes say those things to someone who’s hurting as if they are three-year olds who don’t have a sense of what’s right and what’s wrong, and just as predicted they never listen even though I am merely looking out for them. But I understand that, because I also sometimes wish walking was as easy as talking. It’s often easy to judge others while we loathe being judged ourselves.
The bottom line is that we don’t know why people stick to what they call “unhealthy” relationships (whatever unhealthy means here), and we don’t know why some people would settle with being number two (or three) in another person’s life, or why some people keep going back to the same person who has hurt them a million times, or why some people fall for the ones they’re not supposed to fall for. There are a lot of things we don’t know and understand but are happening right now. Why, we ask. Why? Why are we still sad when we seem to be doing everything right? why are we happy when we least expect the emotion? Who knows? The fact that none of us knows the answers to so many mysteries is enough reason not to feel too righteous. We don’t know shit, therefore we must not judge.
So here’s what I think, do not take crap from anyone who judges or says things when they don’t know anything about you in the first place.
I wish there was a more elegant way of saying I miss you. But for a lack of a better phrase, I miss you.
My name is Princess. I promise not to poop on the floor. I promise not to pee on the rug. I promise not to take my food from the bowl and leave it all over the damn house. I will chew only my chew toys. I will not bite your nose. I will stay in the yard. When you call my name, I will come running. I will be a little princess, I promise.