Inner Guardian of Our Minds

Before this, I would have never thought that confronting a loved one would be so difficult. At first, it’s scary because you want to tell them the truth, that they’re hurting you and you just want to be honest to lift that weight off your chest. You don’t know what their reaction is going to be, you don’t know what they’re going to say or if they’ll say anything at all. If they’ll accept it and apologize or if they’ll reject you and get angry. That’s where I went wrong, I believed it would go over fine, that they would have accepted it and said sorry, that they would change. And I was wrong, I had gotten my hopes up even though being scared and hesitant, my heart took over and not my mind. I believed she would accept it, that she would accept me because I was the only one that she had. She was silent, she listened and waited and as soon as I finished spilling my guts, my blood, my love and this stone I was carrying. And she proved I was wrong, not terribly wrong or horribly wrong because it brings along a realization that I had forgotten before. This is no dramatic life story, nor a trip for sympathy. It doesn’t matter what loved one, or even if they are a loved one. But that you remember to never get your hopes up, to not listen to your heart or gut but to listen to your mind. That when it tells you to not expect a certain reply, certain actions or certain reactions to listen. The most loving person, the best of friends and the stranger of strangers can surprise you, they can turn around and walk the other way leaving you with the sudden realization that what they did was unexpected. Always remember that there might be another side to it all.