Of certainties and uncertainties
I am quite certain this is a cross breed between a Japanese long-haired and a stray cat. Note the ginger cat in the drain? I am darn sure they are related.Finally decided to sit down and post something.
The past 2 months have been quite tough. Experienced a whole lot of emotions which I had not gone through for the longest time. It's not like I want to, but they just crept in silently without my realisation, and somehow refused to budge. And I was defeated uncontrollably.
Uncertainties - something I know I have to live with, yet I seriously detest it. I hate it when plan change at the last minute, when I do not know what to expect, when things go out of my expectations, when things go haywire. I dislike how I cannot predict a situation. I dislike not being in control.
Maybe it's the pride in me. The refusal to admit that I have gone wrong. That I am not right. When facts have proven so, yet i still stubbornly self-deny that I am weak.
I feel weak, yet do not wish to admit so.
I have become the kind of person I detest and look down on.
Yucks. To be truthful, I do not like the ME now.
I wonder when I will get over this phase.