Someone once asked me this question just quite recently, ‘Have you ever truly love someone?’
And I was dumbstruck for what seem like a long while. I used to think I did. But now, I just seem to be more confuse about it. And I just thought, maybe I haven’t truly like (love is kinda a strong word to use for me) someone. Anyway I’m still at teenage crisis. LOL. (I consider 19 in the teens)
Well, that perhaps relates to what I’m about to type next.
You see, I’ve always taken things in stride. Even things that might seem to change my god damn life, I seem to be a little less oblivious to it than others would. In other words, I don’t truly care about most problems. I’ve hardly thought of things to be of a big deal. Especially with health and human relationships. But of course, some does a great impact on me. But what I’m trying to say is that I hardly feel anxious when problem arises. I don’t know why that is so. Even more so when it became this way. I guess I just think things happen because it’s meant to be.
And it kinda makes me feel weird at times. I’m in an occupation whereby even the slightest deviation from the normal is a biggie. But to me, really, it’s not. But like I said, my occupation requires me to do so. So, I’m trying as hard as I can manage. (At least now I think I’m getting better at it than previous) Ah I’m just saying this for the sake of just letting it out whether whoever that reads it understands OR NOT.
It makes me happy enough. Serious.
