PostAday2011 · Random Thought

I feel too…I don’t want to cry

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I am a very confident person. I might have been so before when younger, but I am today. I have worked on a technique of detachment after experiencing caring too much for others and they don’t for me, also from having my heart broken.

I feel for others a lot and their pain and struggles. But I can only be the one to keep them moving, and thinking of a possible outcome for them in a positive light. People think I am cold as ice, because I don’t want or choose to be the person they can cry with or to. I feel there is someone else they can do that with, I am not the best candidate. I am the person they finds the solutions to problems, and I do that well.

I have feelings too you know, but because I seem strong and confident others find it not an issue to offer a caring thought that I might be going through something. I have to find my own solutions and overcome my own problems. So maybe that’s me being selfish that other didn’t offer any feelings for me to help me why I can’t do the same for them. I am not saying I won’t listen and understand, I am just not the crying type. But I do offer my help and support to move pass the hurt and onto better waters.

So after all these years since younger of not crying, it’s quite difficult to let go tears to common things, but I do care and feel the pain.

Are you the one they your friends cry with or are you the one they come to, to find a solution to their problems? Is it a strain on your mind and self dealing with others pain?

Thanks for reading
Richardo

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Is there anyone that can make you cry? QOTD 7

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Hell yea, I am very passionate and loving person. So the people I care about a lot makes me cry if anything happens to them or in trouble. My mom I would have to say makes me cry about our situation and the love we have. She is super awesome and understanding, and oh so helpful. So sometimes just thinking of my mom, I feel some tears. Not only because my mom is like the “BEST MOM IN THE WORLD” in which I love to tell her, in my earlier upbringing, she was uber-strict, and we didn’t spoil the rod. Thanks for all the beating, and ass whooping mom, it surely help to this day to keep me disciplined and focus. I love you mom.

-raw