it will be tooth and nail as long as it is only me that will take the punishment.
This is so beautiful. The whole story is... I fear that, too...I really don't know what to say. There are so many who choose to waste their lives, like they get a thousand of those, but they really don't. They just exist, like they don't care about fighting, about living. I think that's truly sad.
Most seem to spend an ordinate amount of time avoiding life, looking for distraction. I think it dulls the senses to life itself and breeds complacency.
Yes, I think so, too...but why? I mean, yes, life can be hard, but I think the only thing worse than the pain or disappointment you might go through, at some point, is being numb, not feeling at all.
The more medication, the lower the pain tolerance I guess. With a life of avoidance, the slightest discomfort seems unbearable so many increasingly pull away.
You're so nice for commenting on this post. For that, I gave you a vote!
I guess so...I don't think I could do that, it would be too much to know I am wasting my life. But of course, I suppose they don't admit this to themselves, so that makes it sort of okay...But how do these two types of people ( the one who chooses pain and to live, and the one who pulls away) interact?
Not sure, perhaps their paths don't cross that much in the real world or, perhaps if known already, they pull away from each other. I have a saying, grow together, or grow apart.
I suppose there's no chance of the desire to live rubbing off on the other, is there? They can't realize "the error of their ways" and change?
Because, I know someone like that and you seem to be right, it's rather a case of growing apart...