When I meet cheats, liars and jerks, I complain. I refrain from behaving the way they do. Can I not apply that to every aspect? I wonder why I am tempted so often to sink to that level as a sense of defense. When someone hurts you, you find a need to recoil. The art of high road is dead. I love taking the high road. But there is a limit till you can take it. After that you are tempted to attack back. Fighting that urge and staying true to myself is a fight I face everyday. I wonder if such thoughts enter the minds of those causing me harm. I suppose not. Else they do a good job of ignoring them.
I once read, "Broken bones are easy". The truth in this statement is astounding. The words, phrases, paragraphs and stories people weave to make us believe a "truth" makes me wish I was a monk or another species. But if I were to give them the benefit of doubt and believe for a while, they find a way to prove themselves and me wrong along the way. Making this the most contorted fact of my life.Thanks to them, my innocence is tarnished, I am bordering being highly cynical and I struggle to keep myself afloat. All in an attempt to not become one of the crowd. It's not like I dare to be different, just that I am brave enough to admit that I am.
I don't need more drama than the natural calamities of this world. But the irony is, I still have some lessons to learn. Till then, I fight to smile. I fight to survive. I fight to grow.