Friday, December 28, 2012
I Knew You Were Trouble
If you're looking for uplifting post, turn away now. Click back, read some other blog that makes their life seem like a walk in the park or go to LDS.org and read the latest message from the apostles. This post is not going to be happy in the least. You've been warned.
You know that moment in The Dark Knight Rises where Bruce Wayne is in prison and doing sit-ups and the prison doctor says that he is afraid of Bane? Do you remember his response? "I'm not afraid. I'm angry." Yeah that's me right now. Combine that with the bitch Miranda sticking a knife in his side while his back is turned.
Honesty is something that has always been important to me. My dad cheated on my mom. My ex-girlfriend (who I was practically engaged to) cheated on me with at least two other guys while we were dating. I don't trust people easily, but when I do, I trust them with everything. Lose my trust, you're gonna have to work your ass off to earn it back.
One of my charms/character flaws is that I am always honest. I say what I think and hold no bars with it. I'm not gonna pretend to like someone if I don't like them, but I'm also going to stick by my word if I do something. People always come to me if they want an honest opinion. They know I will level with them. My sisters do it all the time when they're trying on clothes.
My youngest sister is a pathological liar. She's so frustrating because she attempts to convince our family that she is living like she was taught when we all know she's living with her boyfriend, having sex, partying, drinking, etc. What makes me more angry than anything is that she doesn't own up to what she does. Don't pretend to be something your not.
My sisters actions and my feelings toward them pretty much sum up how I feel right now about other people in my life. I've had a couple of people come into my life recently who seem to have no problem pointing out my faults, mistakes and shortcomings. They seem to be under the mistaken delusion at times that I was romantically attracted to them (don't flatter yourself honey). I was being a good friend. You know what that means? Honesty, loyalty, compassion, and love. Don't bull shit me and accuse me of behaving a certain way or having other motives when I've always been upfront and honest. It's funny how they can be so quick to point the finger and then turn around and go do the thing that they were so worried that I was going to do to them.
People make mistakes and I get that. But don't tell me one thing and go around and do another, because the thing you feared so much with me is the thing you're now doing. Your word is all you have and once you go past your word, you have nothing.
From For The Strength of Youth