Why is it always easier to confide to a stranger than your own best friend?
My guess is that it is more comfortable and reassuring to let a stranger know your problems and give you advice on something that you think is too embarrassing for your own best friend to know. Ugh, I don't know how to explain it but this is how I think. I tell a stranger, stranger listens and help, I thank stranger and that's the end of confiding the stranger, knowing that I won't be communicating or meeting that stranger ever again. Unlike a best friend who would keep pestering you (out of concern, we all know) about that matter even though you only want to think about it only once. Anyways, no one really wants to feel guilty. So best friends, don't pester me when I don't wish to be pestered. I know you mean well but that's just how I want it to be.
That's how I came to be like this. A win-win situation for all where all is fair in love and war - I don't confide to any strangers or my own best friends but instead, just keep it all bottled up in myself. End product: I close myself up from the world and I become a person so difficult to open up everything that has been unhealthily bottled up. It's eating me from the insides. Argh, how screwed up can I be? I'm stubborn, I don't like to confide to anyone, I'm selfish.
Am I really over you or am I just trying to live my life without you..?
As depressing as it may be, I've been feeding myself with lies after lies and hoping that it would be the former instead of the latter. Who was I kidding? I'm still trying my very best to move along in life without the thought of you overshadowing my life.
I sound pathetic that I feel like eating myself alive. And you're the cause of it all.
My guess is that it is more comfortable and reassuring to let a stranger know your problems and give you advice on something that you think is too embarrassing for your own best friend to know. Ugh, I don't know how to explain it but this is how I think. I tell a stranger, stranger listens and help, I thank stranger and that's the end of confiding the stranger, knowing that I won't be communicating or meeting that stranger ever again. Unlike a best friend who would keep pestering you (out of concern, we all know) about that matter even though you only want to think about it only once. Anyways, no one really wants to feel guilty. So best friends, don't pester me when I don't wish to be pestered. I know you mean well but that's just how I want it to be.
That's how I came to be like this. A win-win situation for all where all is fair in love and war - I don't confide to any strangers or my own best friends but instead, just keep it all bottled up in myself. End product: I close myself up from the world and I become a person so difficult to open up everything that has been unhealthily bottled up. It's eating me from the insides. Argh, how screwed up can I be? I'm stubborn, I don't like to confide to anyone, I'm selfish.
Am I really over you or am I just trying to live my life without you..?
As depressing as it may be, I've been feeding myself with lies after lies and hoping that it would be the former instead of the latter. Who was I kidding? I'm still trying my very best to move along in life without the thought of you overshadowing my life.
I sound pathetic that I feel like eating myself alive. And you're the cause of it all.
No comments:
Post a Comment