Understand
August 27, 2011 at 1:54 am 3 comments
Why is it so hard to find someone who is willing to listen to me and understands me?
I have friends to whom I can talk about everything. Sadly they don’t really share my feelings. In their eyes, I’m strong enough to handle all my things. I’m an advise-provider to them instead of an advise-seeker.
But like all other people, I also need a listener who can be there for me when I feel lonely and helpless.
Today some friends said they regard themselves maturer than they appear to be. I didn’t concur. On the contrary, I may be even weaker than I think, which is exactly why I’ve been always afraid to get attached. Because I’m not sure whether I can afford to be hurt.
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Zilin Jiang | August 27, 2011 at 6:27 am
It is always hard to deal with one’s self, isn’t it?
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Cheryl | August 29, 2011 at 1:46 pm
the hardest thing is to know the real self
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Seabird | August 28, 2011 at 12:37 pm
I am here.