Today is the first time I've blown up at anyone in ages. I felt thoroughly vindicated by virtue of being totally correct and having the other person acknowledge it. Suffice to say, my verbal outburst did not stem from mere anger but also the hurt that accompanied it. Furthermore, I did not lose my temper but meant every word I said. I find it ironic that on occasion, we say caustic things and commit hurtful acts to people we care about since we've their interest at heart/mind. The common justification for doing so is to retaliate against the other's defaulting behavior. It is especially difficult to apologize in such situations, notwithstanding that that might just be the way through. Hence, many wounds are left open or poorly stitched. As mentioned earlier, this move has brought me immediate vindicative relief but I suppose this tenuous victory may become increasingly insignificant to me with time. Life has taught me that anguish eventually kicks in. This is because sometimes when we hurt others, we end up hurting ourselves double time, particularly if you care for him/her. Very aptly, c'est la vie and peace-out amigos.
-Kenneth Wong
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