I have no respect for lies and dishonesty. I don’t understand why people feel the need to lie to each other no matter what kind of degree of lying, there is in my opinion no such thing as a white lie, lying is lying, period. I found out, someone from my past has been making things up, complete total bollocks, and I honestly believe that he/she is being deceitful. I just don’t get this, deceitful behaviour is something that is not in my vocabulary and people who practice this are kind of sad to me…
It’s annoying me, I guess I’m just very disappointed to find out his/hers true colours once again. Trust me I have been thinking hard about this and the tough bit is that I totally can’t come to terms with it and what he/she is trying to accomplish, especially when there are others involved as well. To me it feels like bragging and showing off to those around him/her by intentionally keeping the truth hidden or stretch it big time. I could end it easily and reveal the truth by making it public, which would make this person lose face.
But I won’t… Me and a very dear friend had a really good laugh instead when I told her. After all, this person already makes an utter fool of him/herself ‘en public’ [yes that’s French for publicly…]. [Edit January 2009: I honestly think this person has a slight mental problem as in making up stories that never happened or is extremely thick, I was there so was my friend IvS, we both know lies are spread…]
Btw, here’s the picture my best friend IvS sent me last Tuesday which was taken when I met up with them on the 22nd of May to have dinner. IvS and husband FvS came over from Scotland to see the Chelsea Flower Show on Wednesday. We had a drink and falafel [that’s what I’ve got in my hand] at a tiny organic restaurant/terrace [Covent Garden Plaza] and went for dinner an hour later in the same area. They really spoiled me that evening!
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Coffee and Chocolate
Coffee and Chocolate. Two of my favourite things, two things that could really win my affection. I couldn’t resist and had to redesign the theme of this blog. I am in need of these two things, I want them to surround me constantly on a daily basis, because they make me feel happier which is a good thing and most of all something I desperately need at the moment.
I’m okay but I had two really bad weeks where I couldn’t get anything done because of personal reasons that I wrote about somewhere in February or March this year. It’s not nice having to walk on eggshells all the time or else you’re attacked for no particular reason, since anything you say or do will be a trigger. What I find hard to understand is why it’s not dealt with, but instead taken out on me. Well, it’s dealt with but only when I point out the type of behaviour. I reckon that’s the way it is and has been for quite some time now. That’s when I start to wonder what happened to me.
I trusted the other person not to crush that part of me that was longing to be loved, be vulnerable and open, isn’t that a normal thing to expect from a relationship? Mistake. And I guess I didn’t want to see the signs and therefore have to pay for it these days by having that part of me severely crushed from time to time… So when I have a good day I try to pick up the pieces and try to find myself, the ‘me’ that is known to my friends, to those around me who respect me and accept me for who I am: the vulnerable and strong person, the surviver and fighter…
But I have trouble finding her when I’m crushed again, hurt and in need of comfort and support. Comfort and support doesn’t seem to be within reach ever since I moved country. So if I have a bad day I increase the Seratonin and Phenylethylamine levels by having some chocolate, just a bit, I know my limits. Well… at least when it comes to chocolate.
I wish things were normal again…