Life hurts sometimes.
This past week, I experienced a few hurts. Maybe the slights were only perceived on my part, but they grieved me nonetheless.
Maybe I’m too sensitive.
Maybe I’m too tired.
Maybe I think people who are my friends, really aren’t.
I know this post is cryptic. There is a fine line between being transparent enough to write how I feel, and hurting others. Despite what I “feel” at the moment, I never wish to make others hurt as they have hurt me. And, if I have perceived their inaction incorrectly, then the problem is mine.
How do you get over the hurts of this life, perceived or real? What helps you regain focus on the facts instead of the feelings?
The only way to have a friend is to be one.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
US essayist & poet (1803 – 1882)
How can I be a friend without being pushy or overbearing/obnoxious?