If you think you knew life … it’ll just bite you back in the butt. First people won’t listen to you unless you’re credible enough. You had to be either, married, working, degree holder or older, people just don’t rely on common sense or knowledge anymore. You must have experience. Nothing in this world is ever easy I know that, but nothing in this world is face value either.
How do you explain to a half a century old man what he is doing is wrong when you are doing the same and the only difference is that he has 3 children and you don’t? You can try but then you only realised that it makes no difference because that person is your own father.
How do you tell a menopause woman to not do certain things but she won’t listen to you because she thinks you don’t understand? When God instil us with all these dos' and don’ts’ I wonder was there a requirement field fine printed underneath it stating experience needed.
How do you handle all these when you can merely handle yourself? How do you make people understand what are you trying to make them comprehend? Should you just wash your hands and hope to God that one day they’ll understand you or just sit at the side and watch everything crumble knowing you could have said something? I’m confused.
I never said marriage was easy but it was the only way out for me. I know it’s the wrong thing for me to use marriage as an excuse to run but you have to put in point that I love this man dearly. I would love to be with him for eternity and face our own issues. Although, I have no credential education to make me into a career woman I have enough to support my own two feet with the help of another we can support each other. I can do this but I have no guts to leave my family. I have not enough courage in me to pack up my bags and just leave them be, it won’t be right well, not morally though.
It’s a tough life, I’ve been trying to make people understand things the common kind of way. I’m kind of tired of people calling me an idiot for being too nice or just too kind. I really can’t help it, I am the kind. I’ve placed my head as a foot mat for people to wipe upon whenever they please for years already. I need to reach out and talk to someone but someone wouldn’t help my situation only I can. How? How? How?
You’re just out of answers for yourself and you’re running out of question for God. God gave you 2 fingers to point but none of it I can use. I can’t blame anyone for all this that has happen to me. Badly, I need to get out because after what I have known I need to get out. I need to clear my mind find my own way I don’t want to depend upon those who are not sincere enough to give and admit mistakes despite their own age. I guess I have made so much mistakes I can admit mine, at times.
Where are the shoulders you’re suppose to depend on at the time you need them the most?