it saddens me
the other day somebody told me how much they hurt over her closest friends leaving her all around the same time. they suddenly didn't want to be around her or hang out with her. it was then i realized that oftentimes, people may not show it, but they are in pain. it made me realize that people are strong. they are strong because if they show weakness either by 1. admitting how much they miss people or 2. missing people and hurting over the fact they left you, if they show these weaknesses, they feel that they might even be more vulnerable.
how sad is that? our most beautiful and humbling emotions are considered "weaknesses"?
that is ridiculous. but true.
i look at what i've become and sometimes, i wonder where my humility before others went, where my willingness to be hurt, my willingness to be completely honest, my willingness to be the one to suffer... where did it go? instead, i go with the world's notion that we have to be strong- be strong for others, don't show weakness. people will kill to see you fall. that's what it's become and that is sad.
heck, when i am strong, am i truly being weak? when i am strong, am i just showing the ugly head of pride?
many times we run this sentence in our head (sometimes replacing the word 'stay'):
"if you had asked me to stay, i would have stayed. why didn't you ask me?"
because we are all too proud.
we are all too proud.
Brooke: "There are 82 letters in here and they're all addressed to you. I wrote them all this summer, one a day but I never sent them because I was afraid. I was afraid of getting my heart broken again, like before, because you hurt me so bad. And I was afraid to be vulnerable and I was afraid of you and the way that you make me feel. And I know that doesn't matter now after what I did but I just thought that you should know... this is how I spent my summer Luke, wanting you. I was just too scared to admit it."
how sad is that? our most beautiful and humbling emotions are considered "weaknesses"?
that is ridiculous. but true.
i look at what i've become and sometimes, i wonder where my humility before others went, where my willingness to be hurt, my willingness to be completely honest, my willingness to be the one to suffer... where did it go? instead, i go with the world's notion that we have to be strong- be strong for others, don't show weakness. people will kill to see you fall. that's what it's become and that is sad.
heck, when i am strong, am i truly being weak? when i am strong, am i just showing the ugly head of pride?
many times we run this sentence in our head (sometimes replacing the word 'stay'):
"if you had asked me to stay, i would have stayed. why didn't you ask me?"
because we are all too proud.
we are all too proud.
Brooke: "There are 82 letters in here and they're all addressed to you. I wrote them all this summer, one a day but I never sent them because I was afraid. I was afraid of getting my heart broken again, like before, because you hurt me so bad. And I was afraid to be vulnerable and I was afraid of you and the way that you make me feel. And I know that doesn't matter now after what I did but I just thought that you should know... this is how I spent my summer Luke, wanting you. I was just too scared to admit it."