What I hate about sharing....

Mar 29, 2008 01:28

I hate sharing. It is so easy to keep to myself and remain silent. It is so much easier to take in other's troubles and assume none for myself. You are made to be some type of silent goddess that has all the right answers. Secretly, all my answers are ambiguous, leaving the real solutions up to the listener. Again, I am not forced to assume responsibility.

My downfall: as good as I am at listening, I am even better at letting my guilt and fear eat away at me. I need to talk, I need to get it out. I need a shoulder to cry on, an friendly ear to whisper into, and being the all-knowing goddess that I am perceived to be, no one assumes any responsibility for me.

Should I ask them to? Do I have the right to ask someone to listen to me when I distance myself from those around me so that I don't have to feel their pain? I want to look them all in the eyes and say, "Look at me! Look at this broken mess that I have become. Can't you see it? I try and reach out and no one listens for very long. You, of all people, I thought you would see me through." But you won't, will you? You will leave me, just like everyone else. You will leave me worse than when you found me. And for what? Whose time did you waste?

I absolutely hate sharing with people.
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