Running Away

(credits: decadent lifestyle)

I seem to like spending time alone a lot. It makes me think. And I think a lot because I am alone a lot. I realize as I look into the mirror these days, I no longer see myself. I no longer see the old me. It's lost, it's gone. I am not me anymore. I am different these days. I don't think the same way as I used to and I don't react to problems the same way I used to anymore too.

I no longer avoid. Because I now know that avoidance is not a strategy, it is an act of cowardice. I am not talking about the times where you cannot do anything but to avoid the issue and move on. There are instances like these. Instances like these happen a lot these days. You don't like someone, you don't like something... But you have no choice but to allow that to go on and just move on and stop thinking about it. It just happens, it's sad. Sometimes you hope for this, but you get that and you have no choice but to deal with it and like it too.

When I say avoid (when you have a choice), I mean crying and telling the whole world you don't want to face the issue when it's dangerously hanging in your face. That's an act of cowardice. That's an act of not wanting to face the truth. I don't like that. I don't like people like that. What's the point of avoiding when you know that one day, you will have to face it anyhow? It's stupid and by avoiding, the situation most probably will escalate into something that's impossible to solve anymore.

I am tired of people running away. I am tired of people's avoidance of me and the issues that are so blatantly hanging in their faces.

I am tired.

Toodles.