The words you say are clear.
I hear you but don’t listen.
I am busy. Can’t slow down.
Can’t? Won’t… Don’t… Are they different?
Truth? I owe it to you.
I do not want to listen.
I do not like your words.
They aren’t supportive. They aren’t caring.
They are selfish, full of revenge.
I get through this moment, somehow.
I notice that you finished talking.
I smile. You won’t see tears.
I walk away to someplace quiet.
I will cry my tears alone.
I compose myself and find friends.
They will listen to my words.
I am thankful to have them.
Brotherly Love
Brotherly Love 
Beautiful.
We all have someone like that in our lives don’t we?
I hate allowing people to see how they’ve hurt me, how their words control me. But, sometimes, we need to say that we’re hurting, that they’re hurting us, and that it has to stop.
It’s getting easier for me to mask my true feelings when I’ve been hurt. It’s an unfortunate skill. This is beautifully written, full of so much without it being directly said.
It’s getting easier for me to hide my true feelings when speaking to someone who doesn’t otherwise deserve to know their effect on me. It’s an unfortunate skill. It’s easier to tune out when we realize the person doesn’t deserve our listening.
Listening is always your choice. Beautiful.
I have so been there. Thank goodness for true friends who listen.
I hope it always helps–finding someone to listen, when you’ve had to listen to something you’d rather not.
Please remember that no one can make you feel inferior without your permisssion! Also best thing I ever heard on Oprah was that all are intitled to thier opinion, only WE give the opinion importance. Take what you need from the hurtful words and leave the rest. Don’t let it being you down. Oh, wait… I need to take my own advise. Thank you for that!!!!
Hope your day got better:)
Sometimes I forget that I can choose NOT to react. At least in the moment. Though this can be the best of all mechanisms for moving forward and being true to myself.