The fight with my brother almost drove me to my grave, literally. I wouldn't think he is a bad person if he didn't start shouting at me first, but I know how mean and ruthless I can get because he will be the one to break down first if we roll into a fight. I regretted calling him a leech and throwing his phone on the floor - and when i mean throwing, that phone can bounce and fly its way down from the 14th storey.
It shows something.
I am emotionless.
My heart softened when he decided to bring me a cup of ice water for me to cool down. After all, he is not a bad person, and it takes the revelation to another level, that it is not him that is having a problem, it's me. I would like to think that I have a very high expectation of my life, and that nothing is ever enough for me, and then I have the same kind of expectation for the people i meet, my love ones especially, and if they do not meet it, it means they are no good.
That's me and my shallow thinking of life, I brought such unfortunate events upon myself and others. Living with a warped perception of life has left me really miserable, and maybe that is why no one really want to step into my world to understand what really makes me.
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Someone can just come have a piece of my life before he judges me.
It takes a few incident to remind me what Daya told me the other day.
"Those people who get work done are usually those hated by the majority", and i can easily cite a few examples out of this hypothesis. I feel awful both spiritually and emotionally. I wanted to die, and I won't deny that I almost cut or jump down the building. Yet, on second thoughts, I am wondering where my soul will go if i do jump down.
For the past 18 years, I haven't been a very good person on Earth, so I will probably land in hell which is obviously not as good as what i am having on Earth. Then it all brings back to the last incident where I was so hurt when a close friend brought me down so badly. I was alleged to have never moved on, which is very true to many sense. I am too serious. Work, life, relationship (not htat i have many experience with it), and being too serious really bring me to nowhere.
Should I start taking life lightly?
Go on the street rob an ah ma, go to a mama shop and steal curry puff from the indian man, go snort some drugs behind some deserted alley. RUn away from home and start cutting myself.
I need something in life that can make life worth living for.