"You are to polite!"
Someone said to me not long ago, face to face and I still don't know if it was a compliment of some sort....
I'm intrigued if my day to day behaviour is some kind of unusual...
The way I Am,
everyday is to treat everyone who cross my path in the same way I would like to be treated...
With kindness, gentleness always with a smile,
even tho I might be having the worst of days
Never thinking of myself as a priority in conversations,
That's rude
Never wanted to hurt
anyone,
and I'm the one who gets hurt in the end...
Since I can remember, as young girl I always felt protected, loved and secure.
That feeling is so long lost..
The despair of reaching the adulthood....
The realisation of things...
The perception and the importance of Time.
Priorities.
Decisions.
I feel limited to speak. To write.
Is something scary nowadays...
Enigma brings me good memories,
good feelings and confort.
Enigma is the way to calm me down, to cry out all my sorrows and never give up of being who I am.
I'm very proud of the person I become.
I will continue to be polite...