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May 28 guess who i found?not anyone really important. just myself. i understood one part of the wierd person that i am. it's really strange, but no one would really call me wierd. outside, i come across as this extremely normal human being, introverted but normal. but inside is this chaotic whirlpool of uncertainties that i just cannot fathom. or could not. its actually really sad that i don't know myself, even after being me for 22 and a half years. last week i took one step closer to finding out who I am. i've been wallowing in self pity for sometime now. its brutal and disgusting and no sane human being should even think about putting themself through the torture. i was depressed and generally feeling blue, when i came to the conclusion that i dont need any friends. who needs them, the rotten bastards. nobody cares really, so why should i.
until saturday morning that is. i open the paper and there's this story about a little girl who's lost both her hands and she's all bubbly and cheerful. most importantly, she's getting on with her life even though lady luck's been pretty nasty to her. i guess the more fortunate we are, the more we take for granted. but it the story snapped me out of my lousy self indulgence. it also however forced me to think about some stuff and that put a new spin on one aspect of my personality.
i realized that i do need friends. in fact i love my friends. people who know me, also know that i dont have that many people i can call friends. so why the disparity between reality and belief. here's the deal. i'm scared to let people see who i am. im scared to let people know that i have needs. im scared that people will see me as needy. im scared that i'll become a hanger on, a tag along, an extra spoke, a third wheel. unfortunately,its a bloody vicious cycle, and allowing these fears to take control meansl i've given up...and guess what? they've come true.
its no use being smart...its no use being intelligent....its no use making a lot of money...its no use...period!
there's a way out though. get my ass in gear and get out there or get reclusive. im pushing the boundaries of the latter, dangling on the edge of the precipice....fuck it, i think i'll just fall!
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