One of the hardest to deal with is relationships…they’re always changing.
I find it hard to balance them, and a lot of the time I feel like I just annoy people. According to some, I’m not very discreet and I’m called ‘King Blurt’. Some other people think I’m quite professional and sensible.
Some people I know find it easy to ask for what they want.
I’m not one of them.
Teaching psychology makes me think about my own situations…I think it takes a certain person to study and teach psychology. Someone hinted to me recently that perhaps I overthink things, and I should accept things about myself as they are…including my body shape.
I want to help people, and the planet. That’s why I became a teacher. I really want to help the people I care about the most too…but it never seems to pan out quite the way I’d like it to. Someone I know has been through a really difficult situation, and I don’t think I’ve been the best support I could have.
Even then, it’s still expected that I’ll be the one giving the support – I created this situation for myself. I prefer giving to receiving.
So what happens when the shit hits the fan at my end?
I think I’m becoming the worst thing I thought I ever could be…and something I never thought I would.
A cynic.
I’m wondering where my never ending well of optimism has gone.
J.
This post was inspired by calls not returned to people I care about, a post I received on MySpace and AQA Psychology
