agree to disagree

It’s not easy to anger me. It’s not even easy to hurt me. But it doesn’t mean it’s utterly impossible.

I was more hurt earlier in the day, but I guess I’ve been able to shut it out somehow. I guess I don’t wonder why I am the way I am no more. Perhaps, just perhaps, I’ve been doing it all wrong, butting my nose where it needs no butting. Perhaps, I should just stop doing whatever I am doing because I just don’t know anymore.

I am not all that great of a person. Better still, I’m far from perfect. I guess that’s why we all live in this world symbiotically; leaning on each other for things we are unable to do or feel ourselves. I guess that’s why we’re all made with feelings and conscience and a heart that functions.

I do not understand many things, and at this point, I would perhaps stick with my stand to agree to disagree. I may not be the best person to judge the situation, but I have had that tiny organ inside of me ripped into pieces before. No heart surgeon could ever mend it. I have seen many others including yours ripped into tiny non-existent molecules. I have seen it all. And I do not plan to see any more coming.

I shall reiterate the fact that I do not understand a million and one things. I am not a great person and the rest of the people in the world around us are not all that great either. But we do our best because we can’t help but care for those we obviously care for. I was made to feel like I never did enough to deserve some credit for simply being there. Call me emotional, but I do try even if it seems like I don’t. I don’t want to think about it, but I see it all coming back to me. I’ve seen it all, and I don’t want to see it again.