Category: Hurt
Letting go…
*Ok this is a ranting post, please skip it if you don’t want to read something depressing*
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I didn’t want to do this, but I couldn’t sleep.
10 years of friendship, and it’s just gone to the drain like that. Ever since you shot me with that sentence, I have been very upset and angry, that you would even say something like that. Yes, it may be my fault that I changed my mind about meeting you guys for dinner, but I just thought that going to chill at B’s house in the afternoon would be a better idea, since I could only choose one.
I didn’t expect you to say what you did, “Since you’re so busy, might as well don’t meet us at all.”
Here I was, telling you that I was going to B’s house to chill with you guys, and there you are, telling me that I can just skip it, just because I can’t make it for dinner. So going to B’s place is not considered as meeting up? Or I am just there to fill up the space at dinner?
I know you’re probably angry with me too, for not giving you girls my time. I just ask you all to be more understanding. I don’t disregard our friendship, I don’t think it’s trash. But people change. Friendships mature over time, just like old wine. Our lifestyles got different, thinking became different as we continued on with life separately. Perhaps my lifestyle and decisions strayed your path, but I don’t see our friendship as any lesser than it had first started out.
I know I’m not there for all the good times, when you all go for dinners and outings like to USS and even overseas. I can’t, because of my other commitments. I don’t club, and I would prefer not to dine at expensive places. I just thought you guys would understand. I was looking forward to the last meeting, however it went all wrong. I chose not to go in the end, because me being me, I felt that the hurt was too great. Yes, I may be sensitive, but I don’t take too well of friends who threaten me like that.
However, I would just like to remind you that I was there for the bad times. Who rushed down when you were walking aimlessly and had a bad day? Who tried to comfort you with the best of her abilities when there was bad news? Who came down for a birthday party even though on the very same night, her mother had left home? Nobody knows, because I appear so happy to you all the time.
I’m not blaming anyone for not knowing. I’m just saying that, I treasured the friendships I had with you guys, but sometimes, I just have to learn to let go…
Just like I did with many others; I let go. Each one doesn’t hurt any lesser than any other.
But we grow.
Please return her babies.
*REPOST*

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There’s this potted plant outside my house door which houses a particular species of bird.
This bird would come once every few months to build a nest on one of the branches and lay its eggs(usually 2) and wait for them to hatch.
I believe it’s passed down from generation to generation that this type of bird comes to build its nest here. This has been going on for years.
We’ve seen several generations of baby birds.
However, this time, shortly after 2 days the eggs were laid, we returned home to find that one egg was missing from the nest, and the mother bird was gone.
We were riled. We suspected that our neighbours have taken them although we had no evidence.
The next night, the mother bird was back in its nest. We were glad that there’s at least one more egg left for the mother.
BUT, the following night, we came back to find that both the last egg and the mother bird was gone.
It was with such heart pain to realise that both her eggs were taken away from its nest.
My mother immediately cursed the person who took the eggs, that he’ll face bad luck for the rest of his life. She then wrote a note to place on the potted plant.
“Dear neighbours and friends,
If you had taken the eggs from the bird’s nest, please return them. The mother bird has been coming back to look for her eggs for 2 days already. May you have good luck if you do so!”
The next day, I found the note torn and on the floor.
Sigh, obviously someone did it on purpose. The most I empathy with is the mother bird.
Her eggs were taken away from her, and on this Mother’s Day, I’d like to express my condolences.
You may think it’s silly.. But hearing her chirp everyday outside my door; it’s almost hoping that her eggs would return. But sadly, they never will.
Dear friend,
I do not know if I should still regard you as a friend, as there is no remnants of any friendship left between us.
Ever since that day you told me that you do not give chances to people who have lied to you (you emphasized, “None, Zilch.”), we have not talked once.
What we felt that we had been truthful with you, as truthful as what we felt at that moment.
Who would ever know that the next moment we felt otherwise?
You might have felt betrayed by our assurances that nothing will happen, but all we can say is that we were carried along the current down a water slide, and sooner than we know, something has happened.
We told you, in hopes that you would give us your blessings.
Instead we received contempt and unforgiveness in the name of friendship. Is it supposed to be like this? Why do you measure others according to your own standards? Do you know by doing so, you’ve lost 2 friends in one go. And we can only remain clueless about your feelings, since you said there was nothing to talk.
And I agree. There is nothing left to discuss.
Any attempt at conversion would be awkward, as there will always be this hurt in all our hearts.
You, as you felt we betrayed you.
Me, as I feel frustrated in being so helpless in this situation that got out of hand.
And him, who is disappointed but can’t do anything about it either.
I wish we could fix this. I wish we could make piece it back together. But what a pity it can never be the same again. Because we don’t matter to you anymore.
Shinedown – Second Chance
~Chorus
Tell my mother, tell my father
I’ve done the best I’ve can
To make them realize
This is my life
I hope they understand
I’m not angry, I’m just saying
Sometimes goodbye is a second chance
