quinta-feira, 31 de janeiro de 2008

Draining

How are you supposed to handle situations when your own capacity is never enough for who is judging it?
It's pretty painful to see yourself tied up to conceptions that were never yours and attitudes you would never understand.
But what's to do?
You can, obviously, try to fight, to argue, to show you're right, after all!
But, see, I said "try". It doesn't mean they'll understand or, worst of all, even listen to you.
My "love language", I learned, is exclusive time. And, indeed, that's how I feel cared and loved: when people listen to me, pay me attention, or just fucking pretend they're there.
Nothing could be worse for someone like me than be ignored.
It's a very simple - sometimes useful -, but also childish strategy: walk away like there's no sound reaching your ears.
But to me that's exactly the same thing as screaming out loud that you ran out of arguments, but your opinion (no matter what - another anoying thing) just won't change.
I have no fear of saying that I'm a very stubborn person. But I give every damn theory the chance of being my newest personal opinion. That is what "rational" means.

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