Mans best friend
I have always thought and felt that a man’s best friend is himself. So whatever step I take or took in my life, I tried to be clear to myself. I have always tried to avoid impulsive decisions, or emotions that would make me feel like an idiot later. And I have never really regretted much.
Whether confused, weak, or in turmoil, I have always sat with myself instead of consulting others. Definitely others views do matter, but I realize that no one would ever know me, or my feelings the way I do, hence at times I have gone against everyone’s will, and fixed my own destiny.I have found the shoulder to lean on, in time of helplessness within me.
I am not sure if this is being too much of preaching about oneself but the faith and confidence that I have on myself has let me live through many hard times totally alone. I tried to restrict my authorativeness only to my arena and I hate imposing my ideas, beliefs and values on others.
I always believe that my near and dear ones are a part of me, and when I disgrace or disrespect them, I also do it to a part of myself. So I usually try to suppress anything that is embarrassing about them. Yes, at times I do burst out, but hey…. I am a human being too.
Recently I have felt that I am not having time for my best friend, and all I am doing is somehow for the people around me whom I value. Definitely life is about making the people I care for happy, but maybe I am just paying too much a cost for it.
I have many a times stopped myself from saying bitter words to my parents, which I feel within; just because I thought they would get hurt. And this has led them to think that I am accepting or maybe agreeing with the decisions that they are taking, while on the other hand I was doing what I was doing only to make them happy.
These types of compromisation have also been made in case of other people I care about. And at times I feel that I am not being fair to myself. Maybe it is human nature to want progressively more of anything. So even when I have given the other person more space, confining mine, he/she has insisted for more. While I was reluctant in the first place, this new set of demand upsets me. I feel the pressure of making my best friend sad. All these at times pay off when I see the person I care and am sacrificing for happy.
Situations come when I realize that if I was on the demanding side, then the other person would not have given me so much room. I would have been humiliated and the consequences would have been terrible. While I have made adjustments against my will, the person on the other end just seemed to be ignorant about my presence, my feelings, and the sufferings I go through for having to give up the things I value.
So I feel that I am not doing justice to myself when I am entertaining others values, or in that matter trying to meet their unjustified demands.
I end up being uncompassionate to my best friend and not being true to myself.
Whether confused, weak, or in turmoil, I have always sat with myself instead of consulting others. Definitely others views do matter, but I realize that no one would ever know me, or my feelings the way I do, hence at times I have gone against everyone’s will, and fixed my own destiny.I have found the shoulder to lean on, in time of helplessness within me.
I am not sure if this is being too much of preaching about oneself but the faith and confidence that I have on myself has let me live through many hard times totally alone. I tried to restrict my authorativeness only to my arena and I hate imposing my ideas, beliefs and values on others.
I always believe that my near and dear ones are a part of me, and when I disgrace or disrespect them, I also do it to a part of myself. So I usually try to suppress anything that is embarrassing about them. Yes, at times I do burst out, but hey…. I am a human being too.
Recently I have felt that I am not having time for my best friend, and all I am doing is somehow for the people around me whom I value. Definitely life is about making the people I care for happy, but maybe I am just paying too much a cost for it.
I have many a times stopped myself from saying bitter words to my parents, which I feel within; just because I thought they would get hurt. And this has led them to think that I am accepting or maybe agreeing with the decisions that they are taking, while on the other hand I was doing what I was doing only to make them happy.
These types of compromisation have also been made in case of other people I care about. And at times I feel that I am not being fair to myself. Maybe it is human nature to want progressively more of anything. So even when I have given the other person more space, confining mine, he/she has insisted for more. While I was reluctant in the first place, this new set of demand upsets me. I feel the pressure of making my best friend sad. All these at times pay off when I see the person I care and am sacrificing for happy.
Situations come when I realize that if I was on the demanding side, then the other person would not have given me so much room. I would have been humiliated and the consequences would have been terrible. While I have made adjustments against my will, the person on the other end just seemed to be ignorant about my presence, my feelings, and the sufferings I go through for having to give up the things I value.
So I feel that I am not doing justice to myself when I am entertaining others values, or in that matter trying to meet their unjustified demands.
I end up being uncompassionate to my best friend and not being true to myself.