I’m not a very trusting person. And yet, when I do trust someone, and they disappoint me, I am still surprised. That strikes me as very funny at the moment.
Reminds me of the story of the woman and the snake “You knew I was a snake when you picked me up..."
I am feeling disappointed. I am feeling uncertain. I am feeling as though perhaps instead of seeking out a new truth in regard to my view of men, perhaps acceptance, and a willingness to be okay with the way things are.. perhaps that is the way to go.
I hate generalizations. I don't want to generalize. I am a proactive person, I seek truth, I seek growth. But with this issue, I can't control or change how things play out.. or perhaps I can. Perhaps in spite of the way things look, I can choose to know that there is a truth I have yet to see.
I know that is the way to go, but I am just so over it today, and I just feel sick, - nauseated. I wish I didn't. I wish I could see the good in them, but I can't right now.
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