The Fright of my life: Intimate relationship
Posted by: adonis49 on: May 1, 2017
The Fright of my life: Intimate relationship
The horror for me, for a long time, was a “one on one time” with a “friend”. I cannot ask questions: A conversation is supposed to be reciprocal.
If I ask a question, the other person is entitled to ask the same question. And what am I supposed to answer?
I’m not verbally intelligent and not the sensitive person to show explicit compassion.
What am I to answer a personal question?
It would be much easier if the other person is the talkative individual and hoard the “conversation”. I wouldn’t mind to oblige listening and prod him with more details, just to keep him going.
I am realizing that I was a depressive person all my life, and I had no idea that I am scared of intimate relationship.
All I could answer were general statements, talks that don’t add any pieces of intelligence.
Like: “Enjoy the moment”
A girlfriend retained this uttering of mine and ran with it when we split up by being far away from one another. I had forgotten that I said this statement, which is exactly what I have been practicing without knowing it.
I am scared of planning my life: it entails commitment in actions and for a long duration.
I don’t remember having asked any questions when hired for jobs.
I am a guy who sticks to his word when I commit to any job, and giving my word was never beneficial to me by any long shot. Thus, I am reluctant of committing to anything.
I turned to the alternative extreme: saying what I feel is needed to say and antagonizing almost everyone who converse with me.
They always will antagonize you to the point of no return everytime their underdeveloped ego is baffled.
How can any piece be of value and credible if not written in the first personal tense?
Note: Today, I feel a King: I’m the only person in this entire building of relatives and cousins. This Tuesday April 7, 2015 must be a trademark date for me to feel totally autonomous and independent.
How ironic that I cannot linger in bed: I always wished of such a day where I may stay in bed as long as my soul wish it.
But no, I have to get up early and tend to multitasks, spending some time on a task and starting another one before returning and finishing the previous one.
And doing what I never felt like doing
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