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Bottle that will never be full
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Why does she always want me to empatize with her, to know how she feels? Why wouldn't she ever try understanding how I feel?

I am just an imperfect human.

An imperfect human that has only a certain capacity.

And yet, she's always trying to fill it to the brim.

How I wished I could be a bottle that would never be completely filled by her. At least, there wouldn't be so much unhappiness.

But I can't.

I admit that we really has lack of emotional communication. Or usually its a one-way communication. She's active and I am passive. This gives a good speaker and a good listener.

I couldn't break out of my mould. So what if I become active in telling her how I feel, it might not be productive too. She would give me all sorts of excuses and justification that my feelings are to be suppressed as they cannot be achieved. After that, what am I to do? And what's the point to saying so much?

I may as well act as a bottle that will never be full. . .

and lessen her burden. . .

underlined: on the assumption that she really cares

ju at 10:34 AM on December 14, 2005

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