Sunday, January 27, 2008
Chaotic Dischord
There's something to be said for friendship.
My friends care,and some take the time to understand what I am going through.
Today it really hit home the differences in personalities between myself and my friends. One will give all of herself to ensure someone else's happiness, often to the detriment of herself.
The other believes that negative actions mean negative repercussions. If someone hurts or harms or upsets you them according to her you should "stand up" for yourself and make a scene.
In my family making a scene, telling people how you feel or how you have been hurt does not accomplish anything except cause rifts between those members. And as far as I am concerned I am not upset with my family - just disappointed. And nothing they can do or say will ever change that. I may forgive them in time, but for now, it is unimportant.
I have a medical disorder, and as such I should be able to rely on my family in times of need. Yet over the last 34 years my family has never been there for one another, so why would they start now, especially when I need help the most.
George left today. The adoption people came to get him and look him away, they will find him a new home. A better home. A home where he won't be threatened by my moods, I know he is better off. I will miss him. I have faith that I have done the right thing.
Labels: bi-polar, family, friendship
Dragonfly 1/27/2008 11:25:00 PM