Humanity

Tuesday, November 7, 2006

Filed under: Random, Rants at 3:28 pm

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This entry will consist of lots of ramblings. So apologies in advance if I leave you behind somewhere.

I’m a much more complex being than I let on. My emotions run deep and true. Sometimes, I wonder why I hide it. A lot of the time I wonder why I hide it. Then my thoughts usually drift back to a conversation I had with my counseler. This was many, many years ago, mind you. It was right after my father died. We talked about the walls I had built up around myself. How I was afriad to let them down. I never understood why. Not then. But today, it sort of kicked me in the face. It scares me. I’m afriad to let all that emotion out because I don’t know how it will be received. So I keep it all tucked down, content to deal with it on my own. It frightens me though, how deep it actually runs. How much passion and zest for life I actually carry within me. And dammit, it scares me. If I feel this much, love this much, have this much relish for life, and acknowledge it, then dammit, it’s gonna hurt that much more when something gets shattered in it.

I don’t like that. It’s frightening and I don’t want to care that much. I don’t want to feel and I don’t want to deal with life. I know this, I accept this. A part of me has been fighting for that for a long time now. And slowly, slowly but surely it’s losing. I’m starting to care and feel more. And I don’t like it. I liked being able to sit in the dark and listen to melancholy music and smoke cigarettes and just drift off into nothing. Into the void where nothing matters. A great peace would come over me when I would do that. It’s becoming harder and harder to get there though. I guess it’s part of growing up. Feeling more, becoming more human. Caring. Dammit, I hate caring. It leaves too much room for hurt. I don’t like to get hurt. Because when it cuts, it cuts deep and leaves vicious scars.

And no, nothing bad has happened. I’m fine and content right now. I just got stuck somewhere between real life and that peaceful void today and was reflecting on the scars left on my soul. Cheesy, I know. Deal with it.

3 Comments »

Comment by MATTY!

November 7, 2006 @ 6:23 pm

I know EXACTLY how you feel. Exactly.

*hug*

Comment by Christina

November 8, 2006 @ 4:05 am

I know exactly what you mean. I still get like that on occasion, too. I think sometimes, we just need to escape from life and reflect on ourselves. Cigarettes and melancholy music always do the trick, too!

But even though caring so deeply about something can make you vulnerable, it can also open you up to great things you would never experience otherwise.

Comment by Sara

November 18, 2006 @ 11:51 am

this is the sort of thing that propagates regret. Regret, something I find much worse then a shattered ego (dreams etc, not meant in a deragatory way), and mayhaps you agree. Go for whatever you’re dwelling on ash.
Srah/

ps. Im quitting smoking within the next month, you?

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