Hey crazy cats! Welcome to another entry in my blog. As many of you know, I have recently evolved the blog into one that has more depth and insight into my life. As always, I will try to deliver an honest and sincere account of what an ordinary person goes through in life. i think it's a good thing because I talk about things that many of us are just too stubborn or afraid to talk about. I'm not afraid to put stuff out there and have people evaluate and either use it or give me some pointers.
My entry today is a sort of puzzling one. There have been good things that have happen to me this weekend. Case in point, I have reunited with my old Navy buddies. It's great to catch up with their lives and to see that they are making it in this crazy world. It feels good. It's feels like time really didn't kill our friendships. I'm glad to have them again in my life.
However, unfortunately, This isn't the subject that I wanted to talk about. My subject today deals with a subject that we're all too familiar with...heartbreak. Now, before you guys begin to beat me up and give me some off the wall suggestions, let me say my piece and then you decide. Once you walk a mile in someone's shoes, that's when you begin to know them. First, let me shed some light on the subject.
Most times than not, men are afraid to show what they truly feel. People look at them as weak or sissies. They say that men are supposed to move on as if nothing happened. I guess that's why men have a problem either showing or conveying emotions. Little boys are told by their dads that boys don't cry. It's a sign of weakness. To show their emotions leaves them vulnerable to attack. We grow up believing this nonsense and making it the gospel truth. From a young age, we are taught to be emotionally cold.
When it comes to love, we are also taught that you should never "cry" or feel sad about a woman. We are told to forget that worthless so-and-so; that another one will come along. I find this very disturbing. To me, that is feeding the idea that women are just worthless objects for men's entertainment. The basic idea is that when a couple break up, the woman is at home crying while the guy is out getting "busy" with another woman. That is disgusting!
However, that's the world we live in. We live in a world where we must oppress what we feel. The thing is that sooner or later it all comes to the surface.We find our lives unfulfilled. Why do we do that to ourselves? Are we to believe that this is the correct manner in which to live?
Even more astounding is the fact that women are also buying into the idea of becoming separated from emotions. can you imagine a world where no one really is in touch with their emotions? This is chaos! Why must we live the way others taught us to live? Especially when we see that they're wrong! No wonder the world seems like it's losing its love.
Call me a hippie or whatever, I refuse to live by the status quo, when I see that it's wrong. Many times we just say to ourselves we will not show any emotion because we are afraid. We stopped trusting in each other. If we do trust, it's not completely. My question is why? Why do we do this to ourselves? Why are we afraid to live? Why have we lost faith in something we still want to believe in?
I am not blind to the fact that in life we get hurt. Trust me, I have had pain in my life. I understand that there are times when life, love, and everything else in between sucks. How many times we put ourselves out there and we hit with a fastball to the groin? This, however, doesn't stop me. I have learned that you stand up and fight for what you believe in. That, in itself, is a test of character.
I am a very passionate person. I care and love like if tomorrow is never going to come. The truth is we don't know if today is our last day. I don't want to have any regrets. till now, there are none.
We must not let life get in our way. If we do, we end up bitter and cold. We must not limit ourselves in what we love or believe in. Give your heart and passion to friends, family, and life. Be the one that everyone wants to be like. Do not be afraid of being vulnerable. If we limit ourselves, we will not be happy.
To end this entry, I have a little story... it's an ancient Chinese story...
There once was a very young bluebird. The bluebird was one of many in the nest. One day, one by one, the other bluebirds went to the edge of the nest, high above in the trees, and jumped out, so as to learn to fly. Many of them hit the ground hard. They flapped their little wings, but fell to the earth below. One by one, they made their way off the ground and took flight. Now, the very young bluebird, seeing what happened to the other ones, had some hesitations. However, the bird stepped to the edge and took the leap. It flapped its little wings, but it still fell to the ground. It crashed very hard. The little bluebird felt the pain running through every inch of its tiny body. The little bluebird decided that flying was much too dangerous. Flying would lead to falling and getting hurt. So the little bluebird decided to walk everywhere it went. As time passed, the little bluebird grew. It still looked up to the heavens and saw the others birds fly overhead. The bluebird became very sad. It didn't know why. One day, as fate would have it, the bluebird came across a snail. The bluebird saw how the snail looked up to the heavens with awe and cried. Moved by the snails, reaction, the bluebird came up to it. The bluebird asked the snail why did it cry. The snail responded, "If I had only wings to fly as high as I wanted and not be always on the ground so low." the bluebird responded" yes, but you can fall and really get hurt." The snail nodded " yes,but I would take that chance if it meant I could touch heaven..."
Keep safe and dream big!
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