Love is a fickle thing and when it goes bad it brings out the worst in everyone. I am giving up on ever finding love, I don't want to have to worry about am I going to hurt someone's else's feelings or ruin anyone with advice that I have given. I am not in the market place anymore and am only going to observe from the sidelines from now on. People need to listen to their heart and the feelings from the gut, they never lie and hardly are ever wrong. I watch people's hearts break and feel so bad that there isn't anything that I can do to help fix it. But then again, my heart and gut tells me that they don't want me to see the hurt let alone offer to help fix it if I could.....so, I am quitting.
I am going to become a hermit and live my life with my dogs (I know they love me) and the world can kiss my a** goodbye. I am not going to be involved with it anymore. I will help my friends (all 2 of them) only when they ask for help and then do only what they tell me to do...I am tired of watching people hurt others just so that they can get something that they don't really want anyway; just because having it will hurt someone else.
well, I will get off my soapbox and go to bed and hope that tomorrow brings yet another day where people shit on each other and feel good about doing it. Hope you all have a good day doing what ever it is that you will do to hurt other people.
Maybe someday, a light will turn on and more people will realize what they are doing to other people and the world will become a nice place to live again. Till then, count me out. I am leaving, finding a place where there isn't very many people around.
I am tired of doing things for MEN that they think they should get for free, because they are too tight fisted to pay someone what they are worth for the work that they do...yet I am in a bind because he has something that I use and have to put up with his bullsh** to help myself...or my family.
I am getting tired of asking for help with things and then having to get mad and yell to get anything done. I can't do everything myself and yet if I don't, things fall apart or worse yet we live in a pig's sty. Why can't things be simple and people thoughtfull toward each other? I can't stand it anymore, I am going to start pitching things out the door and living like a monk. A bed, a desk, a chair and one book. That is all and everything else gets thrown away.
Well, I think that is enough for tonight, I am going to bed and not think anymore. |