Pitty.

Too emotional people are me a burden.

There is a difference between kindness and over-emotional.
There is a difference between being gentle and over-emotional.
And so on.

For me it is simple; pitty destroys people.
I don’t want to be babied with and I don’t want anyone to feel sorry for my pain.
I may need a few words of comfort every now and then and someone to feel with me but I don’t at all need someone to baby me. It brings me down, it makes me cry, it makes me pitty myself which is of no good for me. Pitty is the devils work. It doesn’t help me move on, it doesn’t help me in any way.
If at times I do need some extra comfort I will let a person know.

So when someone in my surrounding is a lil extra emotional I have to step back, so I don’t fall in. They just have to be over-emotional without me. You don’t have my
company there.

Morning..

Sitting here in my jog suit with the hood over my head, waiting for breakfast. I have several projects I want to start but I find no time for them. And.. out of all I want to do, since time isn’t on my side, I can’t single one out. I can’t decide which one to the little time I have to.

Some trees haven’t yet begun change colors, others are a bit colorfull.

Missing the summer but it feels good to dress up more also. I guess the jog suit gave me away. I’m afraid to be in the woods these days since the bears no longer stay upcountry. But the dog needs it, and honestly so do I. So we’ll give it a go.

You & me.

In a fake world where fathers demands proof that he is the real father, it feels good to have you. I know we would never have to go through anything like that.

In a world where revenge inspires many women, I feel safe with you.

Our love and relationship is of another, dying kind.