She taught me to be strong, fearless and wise, and then she slipped. I couldn't help her, she wouldn't let me. She spent the majority of the life figuring out who she was...acting out different personalities, plastering a smile and keeping it. This really wounded her in the end when life gave her no reason to smile. Suddenly life wasn't all butterflies and rainbows. It was heartbreaks, letdowns and failures - a realm of imperfections. What to do?
I have a gift, I see people.
She, like any living being on this planet, has been blessed with the gift of life, but she cannot handle it, she cannot control it or make the best out of it. She is pessimistic and frustrating. Above all, she is ungrateful. She shows no gratitude whatsoever to the people in her life - especially to he who worked late nights to provide for her, he who gave her everything she wanted.
Life should be all about doing the things you want to do, fulfilling your desires and what not - but she has been webbed in the corporate world for so long that she lost the essence of life; instead she's been squandering about, building meaningless relationships and reading motivational books to find a way 'out'. She is not satisfied at all. She is trapped and lonely - but only she can find her way out of the maze. She is not where she wanted to be 5 years ago - in fact, she is far from it. Why? Because she doesn't have the confidence or the time to get there. She has lost her flamboyant touch. She has lost her spark.
She is dramatic and not in a good way, but in a 'oh my god the world doesn't revolve around you!' kind of way. She is emotional, a little too much I would say. I try to intervene, but it's always best not to. She is vulnerable and frail - she always has been. She is temperamental and unreasonable. She is an emotional wreck.
I feel sorry for her, I really do. What really happened to her I'll never know, and I may never understand. People change. Times change. But is it all that simple?
This is not a letter of complaint - but rather a solid proof of truth from someone who really knew her and to a certain degree, trusted her. She has lost all my trust and will soon lose my attention. She has given me more sorrow than joy, more tears than smiles, more pain than bliss. She is the rain to my parade, the burst to my balloon. Who is she anyways? And why can't she appreciate the good things in life? Why can't she be more grateful? Why did she teach me to persevere and then... suddenly subside?
She was supposed to be my inspiration - my role model. But how can I learn from someone who is no longer themselves? I don't know who she is anymore... but I don't want to have anything to do with it. I've had it with her and her disdainful criticism towards me. I can no longer keep it inside. I want to flourish and prosper in life, so I must move on.
She, like any living being on this planet, has been blessed with the gift of life, but she cannot handle it, she cannot control it or make the best out of it. She is pessimistic and frustrating. Above all, she is ungrateful. She shows no gratitude whatsoever to the people in her life - especially to he who worked late nights to provide for her, he who gave her everything she wanted.
Life should be all about doing the things you want to do, fulfilling your desires and what not - but she has been webbed in the corporate world for so long that she lost the essence of life; instead she's been squandering about, building meaningless relationships and reading motivational books to find a way 'out'. She is not satisfied at all. She is trapped and lonely - but only she can find her way out of the maze. She is not where she wanted to be 5 years ago - in fact, she is far from it. Why? Because she doesn't have the confidence or the time to get there. She has lost her flamboyant touch. She has lost her spark.
She is dramatic and not in a good way, but in a 'oh my god the world doesn't revolve around you!' kind of way. She is emotional, a little too much I would say. I try to intervene, but it's always best not to. She is vulnerable and frail - she always has been. She is temperamental and unreasonable. She is an emotional wreck.
I feel sorry for her, I really do. What really happened to her I'll never know, and I may never understand. People change. Times change. But is it all that simple?
This is not a letter of complaint - but rather a solid proof of truth from someone who really knew her and to a certain degree, trusted her. She has lost all my trust and will soon lose my attention. She has given me more sorrow than joy, more tears than smiles, more pain than bliss. She is the rain to my parade, the burst to my balloon. Who is she anyways? And why can't she appreciate the good things in life? Why can't she be more grateful? Why did she teach me to persevere and then... suddenly subside?
She was supposed to be my inspiration - my role model. But how can I learn from someone who is no longer themselves? I don't know who she is anymore... but I don't want to have anything to do with it. I've had it with her and her disdainful criticism towards me. I can no longer keep it inside. I want to flourish and prosper in life, so I must move on.