Truth

Truth

Some thoughts, giving it a second shot.

The Problem:

People often only want to hear certian things. They can have very selective hearing when it comes to having to hear things they don’t want to hear. One of the reasons I write, is so that they will have opportunity to understand.

You can not understand, what you don’t know. If they don’t make the effort to understand, then how can they ever know me? Sometimes people don’t get to hear what they want to hear, they get to hear what they need to hear.

Listen

I’m lonely. I’m tired. I feel at the end of this rope. I’m not able to make the changes they want me to make without their help. And they continue to isolate me, and act like I don’t exist. Someday, I won’t. It won’t be because I haven’t tried to help them understand me. They don’t listen, read, or think.

We want peace. We want real peace. When love and kindness become luxury goods in the world, life isn’t worth living. In my life, there are some basic needs that extend into love and kindness that I don’t have.

For Example

I’m alone, and isolated, almost 99% of my day. No one to talk with, nor spend time with me. No one has touched me in a year. That kind of stuff, borders on being abused. Yet, I’m not heard, or seen. And no one cares.

People, real people care. Fake people don’t give a damn. I’m to the point, that it is my belief, most of these people here, are fake. A real person would have cared by now.

Thinking

Some solitude is good. It is very healthy to have some solitude. However when you don’t have any choice in the matter, that is painful. It isn’t painful after a week or a month. However, after many years of that, it becomes a lot to endure. Isolation breaks people. They use it to break peoples spirits. So why the abuse? They aren’t happy with live and let live? Seems, they want a lot more than that. Like I’ve said, I’m not able to make the changes they want, without their help. So this cycle of being trapped won’t get better.

We want life to be worth living. Life has to get a lot better. For everyone. Without communication, nothing happens. If they aren’t able to talk with me about it, then nothing will change. I’ve been writing on here, for a year. And after a year of writing on here, they have had very little conversation with me about what I write about. They know the address. They choose not to talk with me about it.

Problems

That kind of stuff, makes progress impossible. Seems it is a no win situation. They want it that way, to hurt me, break me, and make my life a living hell. That doesn’t promote love and peace. Or kindness. When love and kindness become luxury goods, who can afford to live?

Needed someone to talk with, and spend time with me. Needed a hug. That has become a luxury that I don’t have. And I’m not able to get. That feels mighty unfair. When your isolated, and unable to get love and affection. That is a real problem. It makes a person want to get really hard inside.

There has to be a softening. People have to forgive. I’ve had some problems, that is true. However, they have to forgive too. To punish with no end in sight; makes living, a living death.