If comfort had multiple words put into one, it would be ineedyoutohelpmehelpyouhelpme.
Ironically people are meant to work together instead of bickering back and forth. It’s hard to do that when there’s multiple red flags provoking your thoughts to think in a negative manner, when you try your hardest to do the opposite.
It sticks with you.
It seems as though life really is a competition; a competition on who’s been hurt the hardest, the most, followed by who has bigger bragging rights on how to deal with something and how to react on it because it’s how they would react. We’ve all come to the conclusion that it’s best to not deal with something if it takes too much effort to put behind it, yet not being able to detach yourself is a reason of interest. What’s there to lose?
Humans, are naturally contradictors, and hypocrites; but let someone put us out of our way when we’re doing something. They’ve automatically become a problem. That right there is a dilemma in itself. People are selfish, and when it’s not beneficial to them, at that very moment, frustration and suspicion begin to arise. Because no one wants to deal with continuously addressing an issue that should’ve been resolved a long time ago.
Make the tables turn.
Thats when everyone will understand each other. But people are lazy. Even the go getters. Emotions are irrelevant to them, yet, it’s what they live off of half the time because they’re so busy, when love comes around, it’s something they grasp onto because there’s a deep genuine gesture on both sides. Until someone doesn’t want to deal with circumstances and conditions.
But we have to do that in our daily lives. . . . .
Why is it that when an individual requests the same exact thing in return, for their comfort, a quarrel starts?
Because compromising is almost as dead as chivalry.
A feeling within, is a feeling that could never be denied. A doubt boiling at the depths of your stomach is a thought that should be taken into consideration because all puzzles aren’t presented. Some pieces are being hidden, and others have be incorrectly cut to fit another part of the puzzle, packing loads and loads of inconvenience.
Why build the puzzle then ?
Because it’s worth it. It’s something worth building.
You can’t put a puzzle together alone when it takes two brains to piece it together, communication to execute plans for sizes and pieces to click right in where they’re supposed to be, and two hearts to lock it in place to keep it together.