“Don’t let yourself and others get hurt by things that have nothing to do with you”
The smile has left your eyes
“Hurt? I don’t get hurt.”
“No matter who your anger may be directed toward, your rage will end up hurting you in the end. It will hurt you and those you care about.”
First off, a quick spoiler alert to deter you from watching…… Surprise! They both die in the end. In the last ten minutes actually. It was quite shocking, but I really should have seen it coming, it was a pretty depressing show I really don’t remember much apart from this quote and that terrible ending. I just watched it because Hongbin from Vixx was in it. My bad, I guess. Anywho. This part of this quote that really stood out to me was the “Hurt? I don’t get hurt.” Because I was watching like, “you tell him! Psh hurt. What’s hurt?” (You know, totally in denial). As I mentioned in one of my previous blogs, ‘Better than you Think’, once I convinced myself no one loved me I really didn’t feel hurt by anything anymore.
I think what the person (see I don’t even remember anyone’s name) is talking about is that hurt doesn’t always come in the sense of feeling betrayal or sadness. Let me see if I can put my thoughts in a way that makes sense and see where this goes. If you’re reading it right now that means it went somewhere good, so yay me! This might end up paralleling a lot with what I touched on in the above mentioned post, so feel free to read it next if you start feeling confused.
I’m sure he wasn’t lying about not getting hurt because, like I said, I don’t get hurt either. I may feel angry, annoyed, or resentful, but not hurt. I don’t expect people to follow through with what they say. I don’t assume things are going to go my way. I don’t wake up thinking it’s going to be a great day. Henceforth, it’s hard for anything to really hurt me because I didn’t really have high expectations about it in the first place. Historically, words are meaningless. People say a lot of things. They say they love you. They say they’re on your side. All it is though, is words. Empty pointless words. It’s not their fault though, they just want me to feel happy, and would I feel as happy if they said, “Honestly I don’t really like you that much, I was just trying to be nice”? Well. Let me let you in on a little secret…… I would bummed sure, but I would be less angry if they would just be honest with me.
I don’t like assuming people are going to stab me in the back, but it’s what I do so that I don’t get hurt. Some of you may be saying, “I know you said you wouldn’t be as angry, but you sound kind of angry right now”. I do, don’t I? All that petty anger directed at the wrong person could be pretty hurtful, couldn’t it? I think that’s what the guy was trying to tell him. Just because he didn’t feel hurt doesn’t mean he wasn’t hurting, and how we deal with that hurt could hurt those around us.
Personally, I don’t feel like my anger is hurting me. I actually enjoy being angry because for the longest time I had to choose between being sad because of the actions of others or being mad at those people for their actions, and anger was much easier to handle than sadness. That’s why I side with that dude (we will call him what’s his face) 100%; I don’t get hurt either. The difference between me and what’s his face is that I think he was in denial. He honestly didn’t think he was hurting, like, at all. He just didn’t see it, which I get. I didn’t see how much I was hurting for the longest time either.
People always tell me how wise and mature I am, and sometimes I jokingly tell them, “Thanks. It’s the trauma. It ages you.” When I first started meeting with my current counselor, also the only good counselor I’ve ever had, she told me I’ve probably been struggling with depression since middle school. I see it now obviously, but during high school I had no idea. I thought everyone stared at their homework for 20 minutes and gave up when nothing happened. I thought everyone hated themselves and wished they were dead sometimes. I didn’t feel sad. I wasn’t crying every day like I did in college when it started getting really bad. I didn’t feel hurt. I felt tired because I only got 4 hours of sleep a night, but it’s high school, I thought everybody was sleep deprived from stress. I felt like a failure, but I was barely passing any of my classes, and my teachers said it was all my fault, so who wouldn’t feel like a failure.
There are many different ways to be hurt. Sometimes in the process of making sure we don’t get hurt by others, we end up hurting ourselves without realizing it. Whenever he thought he was getting close to someone, he would hurt them first before they had a chance to hurt him, even though they had no intentions of hurting him in the first place. The most important lesson I’ve learned is there is no right or wrong way of feeling in any situation. They always said not to judge my feelings, but just accept them as what they are, feelings. I think it’s really easy to say that I don’t get hurt, and it could very probably be true. However, if I am being honest with myself, I would have to continue by saying just because I don’t get hurt, doesn’t mean I’m not hurting.
The only difference is before I was feeling hurt by others, and now I’m just hurting myself in the process of trying not to be hurt by others. Who knows, I’m sure I’ve hurt others along the way as well. It’s hard though because I don’t want to be hurt and I don’t think what’s-his-face did either. Still, I think in the end we both, in the process of trying to protect ourselves, hurt ourselves more than anyone else ever could’ve. When people don’t stand by their words, I can choose to let it ruin my day, or accept the situation for what it is and move on. On the flip side, when you protect yourself by assuming nobody really cares about you, my only option then is to be miserable until someone defies my expectations.
There’s a part at the end of 1-800-273-8255 by Logic that I’ve always loved. It goes like this:
Pain don't hurt the same, I know
The lane I travel feels alone
But I'm moving 'til my legs give out
And I see my tears melt in the snow
But I don't wanna cry, I don't wanna cry anymore
I wanna feel alive, I don't even wanna die anymore
Oh, I don't wanna
I don't wanna
I don't even wanna die anymore
No one wants to be hurt especially not by others, but I have to wonder if every single person in the world is as shallow and two-faced as the people who have hurt me in the past. I’m 25 years old. I’m not a kid sitting in a classroom with adults telling me I’m not trying hard enough. Also, I know now that I was in fact trying hard, they just didn’t care, and that’s their fault not mine. If someone says they are on my side, but then switches sides the minute it’s convenient for them, that’s their fault, not mine. I don’t need to assume that nobody cares about me to not get hurt. If they really don’t care about me then they sure as hell won’t care that I don’t think they care. It’s scary though, trying to find good people.
Insert break from writing to go get ice cream.
See, I just went and got ice cream and gave this a good long thought. Do I really want to not assume the worst of people? It’s really only hurting me, but it’s not hurting me that bad. I just don’t have faith in people’s words. If I do start going out on a limb to trust people, I feel like I will definitely be setting myself up for failure. I feel like failure would be worse than the vague, hardly noticeable misery I feel now. As far as I know my lack of faith in other people hasn’t hurt anyone yet, so isn’t it just better this way. Hmmm…. Perhaps I would reconsider, if I had someone I felt I could trust and rely on wholeheartedly. However, besides feeling lonely most of the time, I’m doing fine otherwise.
I feel like this wasn’t a good ending. Usually, I’m supposed to learn something through typing these, but today I’ve got nothing. I guess I did learn some things though. I was reminded that it is important to be aware of how my actions affect others. I learned that even though I can’t control what other people do I can control how I let their actions affect me, and if I always assume people don’t actually care about me then I can go back to having no expectations in human relationships and everybody wins. They are free to jagweeds, and I am free to not care because I saw it coming a mile away. Why do I feel like that last sentence is a personal attack against this girl I went to high school with? I think it might have been.
You know, I think my real mistake is expecting more from people. They back down on promises like it’s not a big deal for them, and that’s cool because that just means more time to read fanfiction, play Pokémon go (I got a shiny Articuno today in a raid), and watch RuPaul’s drag race. Who cares if I had been looking forward to going to that restaurant for an entire week? Not them obviously. Who needs other people anyway?……. I do. Dang it. I hate when I’m right. People need other people and all that crap.
*Sighs in defeat* Which is why I guess…. I’m glad to have a select few that are always trying to make time for me. Whether it’s staying up late to talk about K-pop and life until one of us falls asleep mid-conversation or making time to stop by and hang out in the limited downtime she has available. Sometimes it’s 5-minute facetime here and there because we both have our own lives and have to take whatever we can get. I think the moral is that it’s never fun when you find yourself starting to trust and rely on someone else, especially when my track record with other humans isn’t that great. Sometimes though, you will find that rare person or people who just keep coming through for you when everyone else bails on you. Let me also add that those people are the best!!!!!! I don’t have to raise my expectations in interacting with people, which is good because I don’t want to. It’s always easier to assume everyone is going to let you down until that rare lone human comes along and keeps proving you wrong in the best way. It’s probably not the best way to make friends, and it’s definitely not the most efficient, but it seems to work decently for me so far.
“I don’t get hurt” is right, but the only people who can say that honestly have either already been hurt or are just hurting in a different way. Everyone gets hurt, but it’s up to me to decide how I deal with that hurt. I think the dude in the show dealt with it by sabotaging himself. I think I dealt with it by avoiding it, but it’s always going to be there, and I have to decide whether I’m going to drown in it or overcome it, in whatever way that may be. Right now, I think I’m still trying to figure out which path I’m going to take. I want to overcome it, but it’s scary because I’ve been really hurt by people before, and this might not be the best solution. Still, life is all about doing the best with what I’ve got. This is what I’ve got right now, and I’m doing my best. When I know better, I can do better, but until then I’m just going to have to keep making it up as I go along.
Thank you, guys, so much for reading. I know I usually try to have a better resolution. However, I want my blog to be authentic and honest, and honestly, there’s still a lot I don’t know. What I do know is that I want to be better, and I’m never going to settle with anything in life. This might be where I’m at right now, and I might not love it, but it’s not forever. My only goal for today is to make it better than yesterday; yesterday, I didn’t really care about interpersonal relationships, and today I do… a little bit. It would be nice to not feel so alone all the time and wanting to be better is always the first step. I was watching Big Time Rush the other day and there’s this one part where Carlos is like, “well are we almost halfway there” and Gustavo just yells, “NOOOO!!!!” That’s how I feel about this, but I’ve got the first step down so I’m kind of possibly maybe sort of almost halfway there…… I can work with that. Well, until next time guys…
Sincerely,
LIBD