The Cruelty of Others
I’ve had enough of people that only want to waste my time. I currently sit in a blur, head spinning, the pressure weighing on all side of my cranium. My head aches. My heart aches too. We live in an age where there is barely any honesty and it feels like it’s chiselling away at me. The fact that people cannot be honest with eachother in romantic and physical ways.
Recently I’ve been betrayed constantly by people who tricked me and have made me believe that anything between us would be taken further. But commitment seems to be that of rarity these days. I either get betrayed with the help of someone else, or that someone uses me to betray another.
As much as I love social media, growing up with it in the digital age, I also hate it. It’s become much easier to get on with other people behind someone’s back or get rid of someone for the smallest of things with the belief that you can just ‘find someone else easily’. As an adult, this sort of thing has affected me more than I would care to admit. I have a firm belief that I have somewhat of an old soul, even with my childish nïevety.
In this way, I have become less courageous in my endeavours to trust anymore.
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