for better or worse?
Of course you knew no man (or woman) is an island but did you also
know that no person is just the same always? What I am trying to
say here is that people’s personalities are open to change:
everyone is not a clear cut black or white, but always grey; so
forget the theory that grey matter only exists in the brain!
look at me: At home, I hardly speak two words most times, and when
I was small rarely did one hear a squeak from me, BUT in School
and now in office and with my friends, I riot! In fact, none of
my friend’s will ever believe it when I say that I can be
quiet and quite the introvert. I know many who are like that but
they simply refuse to admit they are different in character from
place to place and/or from situation to situation.
it just me or does everyone naturally adapt to the friends they
hang out with, regardless of what their personality might really
be like? Or are we naturally drawn to people like us in at least
this also makes me think (AGAIN) of accepting each other’s
differences – why is it that people always try to smudge,
erase, or adapt their true nature/personality just so that they
can fit in with the “in crowd”?
it because being a true individualist invariably ends up with one
being alone since everyone else is busy adapting themselves to fit
in to each other’s lives, ending up in one vicious cycle of
never ending change?
that change or adapting is the key to survival and all that, does
that mean I am just one of a dying breed? Or is the trick simply
to develop a very thick skin so that you continue being the real
you and couldn’t care less about what other’s think
of you? To be honest, I have never tried to change who I am to please
others but I have constantly adapted my ways for the sake of peace
– so, consciously or unconsciously, we are all chameleons
when it comes to our personalities, and it would do no good to compartmentalise
people into categories as we see fit.
folks, let’s jump tracks right now and let me grind my favourite
axe for a while – weight. Take me, for example: I am not thin
but you really can’t call me huge.
one of my dearest friends has an issue about it and keeps on pestering
me about losing some weight saying that then it would make my transition
into the “singles market” easier – the pure audacity
of the statement probably makes you wonder why I even consider that
person a “friend” any more – but you see, he is
a nice person but when it comes to this particular issue, he is
as mean as it can ever get.
I mean he obviously cares when he tells me that I should eat only
vegetables and just drink water while exercising strenuously till
I get the hourglass figure that was mine a ‘few’ years
ago when I was just 16! He is no drop-dead-gorgeous Greek Adonis
himself, but why I am surprised??
course, the fact that we are still in limbo about where exactly
our relationship is adds more issues into the already laden lorry
full of baggage we both have brought in from previously botched
relationships – just friendships and otherwise.
thing is that I don’t get all sweaty-palmed at the thought
of him and I am sure he doesn’t either – he stands for
something like a comfort zone (despite the hurtful remarks) and
something tells me I am the same for him. So where do we go from
here? Honey, you’re guess is as good as mine but my final
word on the matter is that at this point in my life, one thing I
hate to do is be in limbo, period.
free to write to me at email@example.com
– catch ya next weekend!