Well, now I have been told that I am belligerent for no reason. Yeah, right, whatever.
Actually my accuser has it all wrong. I am belligerent FOR a reason. My goal in life is to make as many people miserable as I possibly can. I just get a big kick out of it because that is the kind of person I am.
All I can say if this person thinks that I am being belligerent, then they do not know what true belligerence is. If you want to see real belligerence in action, I can point you to several websites. I think that for the most part I have been the height of civility in dealing with this person. But I do want to add that there is a saying that every time you point the finger at someone there are four more pointing at you.
All I wanted to do was help this person. But apparently the kind of help I have to offer is the wrong kind. It is not what this person wants to hear. I am very sorry for that.
There was a time in my life when I would have "sided" with this person, because when I was that age I was very much like this person. Woe to anyone who dared suggest that I had a chip on my shoulder, that I was playing helpless poor me victim, that I was playing pity party. HOW DARE THEY!!!! HOW DARE THEY!!! And I responded to them much like this person responded to me. And all the time I was miserable and wondered why I had no friends.
But a funny thing happened a long the way. It turned out that all these nasty, hateful people who told me all these horrible things were actually right after all. I DID have a chip on my shoulder, I WAS playing helpless poor me victim, and I WAS doing dirt to those who really did care for me. I blamed everyone around me for my problems when the number one cause of my misery was right in my own bedroom mirror. I will never, ever know what opportunities I missed out on because I knew it all and refused to listen to those who had more experience than me. I will never, ever know whether I missed out on something very big, something that could have helped me, because I failed to make connections. And one thing I have been learning a lot about lately is the importance and power of networking. There really is "secret" information that is being passed along out there. But if you aren't in the loop, too bad. No one is going to go out of the way to see that you are.
This is why I feel so sorry for this person who thinks I am so belligerent. By this person's own admission they feel they are in prison. But the only one who has the key to that prison is that person. Not me. Not anyone else. No judge or jury sentenced them there.
There is a Zen saying that "when the student is ready, the teacher will appear." I realize now that my advice was wasted, because this person is not yet ready. I do hope for their sake that it does not take as long for them to become ready as it did for me.
I will respect this person's wishes and refrain from contacting them again. But it does not diminish the sorrow I feel for them.
Actually my accuser has it all wrong. I am belligerent FOR a reason. My goal in life is to make as many people miserable as I possibly can. I just get a big kick out of it because that is the kind of person I am.
All I can say if this person thinks that I am being belligerent, then they do not know what true belligerence is. If you want to see real belligerence in action, I can point you to several websites. I think that for the most part I have been the height of civility in dealing with this person. But I do want to add that there is a saying that every time you point the finger at someone there are four more pointing at you.
All I wanted to do was help this person. But apparently the kind of help I have to offer is the wrong kind. It is not what this person wants to hear. I am very sorry for that.
There was a time in my life when I would have "sided" with this person, because when I was that age I was very much like this person. Woe to anyone who dared suggest that I had a chip on my shoulder, that I was playing helpless poor me victim, that I was playing pity party. HOW DARE THEY!!!! HOW DARE THEY!!! And I responded to them much like this person responded to me. And all the time I was miserable and wondered why I had no friends.
But a funny thing happened a long the way. It turned out that all these nasty, hateful people who told me all these horrible things were actually right after all. I DID have a chip on my shoulder, I WAS playing helpless poor me victim, and I WAS doing dirt to those who really did care for me. I blamed everyone around me for my problems when the number one cause of my misery was right in my own bedroom mirror. I will never, ever know what opportunities I missed out on because I knew it all and refused to listen to those who had more experience than me. I will never, ever know whether I missed out on something very big, something that could have helped me, because I failed to make connections. And one thing I have been learning a lot about lately is the importance and power of networking. There really is "secret" information that is being passed along out there. But if you aren't in the loop, too bad. No one is going to go out of the way to see that you are.
This is why I feel so sorry for this person who thinks I am so belligerent. By this person's own admission they feel they are in prison. But the only one who has the key to that prison is that person. Not me. Not anyone else. No judge or jury sentenced them there.
There is a Zen saying that "when the student is ready, the teacher will appear." I realize now that my advice was wasted, because this person is not yet ready. I do hope for their sake that it does not take as long for them to become ready as it did for me.
I will respect this person's wishes and refrain from contacting them again. But it does not diminish the sorrow I feel for them.
