Story of my life
“Knowing too much about other people puts you in their power, they have a claim on you, you are forced to understand their reasons for doing things and then you are weakened.“
Push it
IwillnotletworkwinIwillnotletworkwinIwillnotletworkwin.
In the boss’s words, I need to “rough it out till the end of the year”. Hello to 12hour work days.
How the internet freaks me out
According to this, I have all of the following problems:
- Cracked heels
- Bunions
- Hammer toes
- Hyperkeratosis
I should start learning how to walk with my hands.
Home
I’d never get used to dealing with idiots and assholes. Previously, I thought my “please go away” face is obvious, apparently not so.
Thank god for parents who keep me grounded and from spinning out of control.
Shout
When experience accumulates, we hone our skills in navigating through the complex web called life. Diplomacy, tact and political correctness are must haves. I have no question that these traits would bring me far. However, I face so much cognitive dissonance when trying to adopt them.
A close friend once mentioned that I can be brutally honest. And to a large extent, our friendship suffered because I couldn’t keep my mouth shut about things that bothered me. Still, I’d rather regret things said and done.
This is a path fraught with disappointments and loneliness. I’ve long learnt that no one likes to hear the truth. But I need to be answerable to me. (And to learn how to put truths across in ways easier to swallow.)
Too many balls perhaps
“Perhaps many of us try so hard because we secretly believe we don’t belong here – that we have to cosmically and constantly earn our keep. We’re feel guilty over small infractions and apologize excessively. We couch our words until we have nothing left to say. We spend our time suspended in a state of anxiety, wondering when they’ll find out that we’re a farce, a mistake. When that discovery is made, we’ll be asked “to leave.”
Or maybe we’re secretly self-centered – giving to others so we can “get what we deserve in return, dammit.” When we don’t, bitterness and disappointment seep in. Someone else let the ball drop and we’re quietly pissed.
Perhaps we’re just good people who assume the world will be equally good and kind to us in return. We’re earnest but exhausted performers, wondering when the next act will begin so we can take a much-needed break.”
~ Beth Mann
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