So, I was thinking... actually experiencing how judgmental and crazy a few people around me are. I never knew that people can be so immature and jealous sometimes. I am so frustrated. You think it is a problem with me? I have the wrong attitude? May be not. There are many people who I absolutely love to be with, and I absolutely love how they tackle things. I also accept that I might piss off some people with my behavior, but I just wanted to write out my feelings aloud, and hope that the related people understand it, though I don't believe in it. Hey, You!
So, you really feel that you understand my life completely? And give me expectations to meet. And... Judge me. And even get mad at, and scold me? I am just working and taking care of husband and myself. That means I have all the time in the world? And it is not okay for me to say that I cannot find time to call and talk to people. It is still okay for you to do the same, because you have a kid and you are very busy? I mean, do you have the same job like mine? Do you live in the same city like mine? Do you live my kind of a life? Everybody has their own life, and everybody is busy with their own things. If I don't have a kid ( which I do now, though), it's not that I am sitting here thinking of what to do with my time. I have lots of other things which I care to do. I wouldn't say that you don't have the right to ask me to talk. But you definitely do not have the right to declare my free time. If you want me to call you, be the person.
You are very jealous that you cannot even congratulate me on my achievements? What kind of a friend are you? Instead of congratulating, you just go on asking your Q's, or talking about your concerns. Would I even care to share the news next time? Hell, no! At least learn to act a little.
I visit you, and something accidentally is spoiled. Not because of me though. You then give me a call and ask if I spoiled it? Can't you see that I am jealous that you have it, and I deliberately spoiled it?
Kids are the best in the whole world, with no malice and thinking only good for everyone. How can you say bad things for such kids? If kids have a dark complexion, or don't look as cute as your own, it's not their fault. It is your fault for criticizing innocent beings for something they have absolutely no control over, just because you hate the mother or father. Please do remember that you might have another kid.
Now, you ask me for help. And try to get all the information from me. I ask you a Q in return, and you shut up for good. What do I call it? Smartness? If you want to share nothing with me, don't ask me for help. What kind of a cheap mindset is it? Do you really want me to help you even after I understand your behavior? You don't share any of your ideas, but still interested in knowing mine, and when something good happens to you, you talk it off as a miracle. Come on, you are in the modern century.
Did I ask you for any advice? What to do with my baby? How to deal with my husband? How to take care of my family? Then why in the world would you advice me about these things? Don't you have a family of your own to take care of, that you are forcing me to take care of my family the way you want? You took care of your kids the way you like. Let me do the same here!
You talk not very nice of the things I buy and I have. Talk them off as old-fashioned. But still try to buy the same kind of things?
I know people feel that I cannot stand for myself. If I stand for myself, and give them back then and there, the relationship definitely breaks, and there are lot of strings attached, which I don't want to break. So, I keep my feelings shut, and try to wear that guilty mask on, all the times. I am not a perfect human being, but accept my mistakes, and I feel guilty. I secretly wish that a few people understand how others can understand the meaning of their actions. God bless them all!
So, you really feel that you understand my life completely? And give me expectations to meet. And... Judge me. And even get mad at, and scold me? I am just working and taking care of husband and myself. That means I have all the time in the world? And it is not okay for me to say that I cannot find time to call and talk to people. It is still okay for you to do the same, because you have a kid and you are very busy? I mean, do you have the same job like mine? Do you live in the same city like mine? Do you live my kind of a life? Everybody has their own life, and everybody is busy with their own things. If I don't have a kid ( which I do now, though), it's not that I am sitting here thinking of what to do with my time. I have lots of other things which I care to do. I wouldn't say that you don't have the right to ask me to talk. But you definitely do not have the right to declare my free time. If you want me to call you, be the person.
You are very jealous that you cannot even congratulate me on my achievements? What kind of a friend are you? Instead of congratulating, you just go on asking your Q's, or talking about your concerns. Would I even care to share the news next time? Hell, no! At least learn to act a little.
I visit you, and something accidentally is spoiled. Not because of me though. You then give me a call and ask if I spoiled it? Can't you see that I am jealous that you have it, and I deliberately spoiled it?
Now, you ask me for help. And try to get all the information from me. I ask you a Q in return, and you shut up for good. What do I call it? Smartness? If you want to share nothing with me, don't ask me for help. What kind of a cheap mindset is it? Do you really want me to help you even after I understand your behavior? You don't share any of your ideas, but still interested in knowing mine, and when something good happens to you, you talk it off as a miracle. Come on, you are in the modern century.
You talk not very nice of the things I buy and I have. Talk them off as old-fashioned. But still try to buy the same kind of things?
I know people feel that I cannot stand for myself. If I stand for myself, and give them back then and there, the relationship definitely breaks, and there are lot of strings attached, which I don't want to break. So, I keep my feelings shut, and try to wear that guilty mask on, all the times. I am not a perfect human being, but accept my mistakes, and I feel guilty. I secretly wish that a few people understand how others can understand the meaning of their actions. God bless them all!
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