One of the reasons why I stay away from blogging sensitive topics, is that when I do, it's like opening a Pandora's Box. I feel like I've just spit out my heart and guts for everyone to see.
There's this feature you can activate, where you can get asked by someone on Tumblr, anonymously or not. And when I did, all hell broke loose and
Here's a screen cap
When I published this question from an anonymous source, I got a ton of Tumblr Asks and all of them came from anonymous sources.
Questions ranged from LGBT rights to how do I deal with same-sex relationships, to even skin care. I don't know if those anons are seriously reading my blog or they just want to set me up and see me fail. I still love Tumblr though. Anonymous TA's scare the shit out of me and sprains my brain sometimes.
I swear, last night, my brain did a back flip and a cartwheel trying to answer my anons truthfully and tactfully.
Sunday, April 8, 2012
Sunday, April 1, 2012
As my eyes swell up and my nose fills with snot, I kept thinking about what me and my friend talked about in the coffee shop earlier. About what he was doing wrong in his life, which no one seems to care about his dwindling love life. He was blaming himself.
Does it always have to be something that's internally wrong, that's why we can't attract someone who we want?
I find it unfair to always find blame upon myself. I am just doing me and what I feel like doing. And I won't change anything for someone who I love. Well, that's what I used to think.
When you change for that someone, you lose a part of yourself and you may never ever find it again. You only change when you learn something; you will only want to change for the bond itself. And when that relationship ends, you'll lose whatever you put into it. Including your old self. What's worse, when both of you do and you look into the eyes of that person and find that he/she isn't there anymore. You can't recognize both of yourselves.
Change is constant, the hard part is, how to change for the better. It should be simultaneous and not just one-way in order for the relationship to grow. It's always that same give and take protocol that makes things work.
But in the end, when a relationship ends, two persons always get hurt. Only, one will hurt more than the other.
And now, I can feel my eyes start to hurt with this nonsense that I wrote. I can't even understand what I wrote because I'm half medicated. Do I even make a point?
Love is always this complicated for me. I hate cigarette smoke, it made me think this way again; always when I get an allergic attack.