Being me.

I'ma rant a bit, so don't read if you don't give a shit. Cause quite honestly, I don't give a shit whether you do give a shit.

Social relationships is a very tricky problem in life. Lets face it, not easy to get friends, and its even harder to be maintaining them. To those with a realist view of life, friends are but a politically correct term for people who manipulate you or who you manipulate.

Actually, I do agree to an extent. Though I honestly feel that with such a pathetic view on people around you, their view to you won't be any much better at all. For people who know me well enough, you guys know that I plan before I do anything in my life. I can stand with my head high, and say that I never do anything in the long term without prior preparations. Call it a habit, call it a trait, I'll do it.

I have thought of how I should try to relate to others in my life, and how I should maintain my relationships with others, even up to the details of my actions with every single individual in my life. I gauge the responses and I make mental notes that would help if I do decide to take further actions.

Quite simply, my system has only one aim. To allow me to maintain a 100% relationship success. No falling apart, no lasting arguments, no constant insults. I've always thought that in building relationships, I've found the best balance that I am able to archieve with my abilities, that it can not longer be improved and it would never fall below of a 100% success. That is how confident I am of my system.

However, the past month has questioned what I have believed in since I could think. I discover that I have forgotten to take into account assholes into the equation.

Those that dunno when to take a step back as they squeeze every ounce of advantage from my soul.

Its a whole game of give and take, but when 1 player gets greedy, both players will go down. I realize that while I give more of myself, I try to withstand the anger of being used within me, and that kills off the point of the relationship in the first place. The more I hold, the worse it gets, and yet, they can still proceed, turning a blind eye to the situation as they continue to squeeze me out.

Mine you, the problem is not that they are making use of me, its that they're doing it too much. Ironically, I realize that the failing of this calculated system is to fail because of the user's own emotions. What irony.

God tell me what to fucking do next.

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