"Light Bulb" Moment
Have you ever think how unfathomable that we have 7,108,644 people in the whole world and it’s more on the impossible side that we have someone to confide on. It just hits me tonight because of my small needs that they could hardly give. It’s not about me expecting, it is something that should have been done without me needing to ask them. The thing is I never turned my back to these people so, why they can’t face me now? Come on, let me see it clearly! I am currently standing at the edge of this cliff of realization.
That’s what real love amounts to—letting a person be what he really is. Most people love you for who you pretend to be. To keep their love, you keep pretending, performing. You get to love your pretence. It’s true, we’re locked in an image, an act—and the sad thing is, people get so used to their image, they grow attached to their masks. They love their chains. They forget all about who they really are. And if you try to remind them, they hate you for it, they feel like you’re trying to steal their most precious possession.
It is no surprise to me that hardly anyone tells the truth about how they feel. The smart ones keep themselves to themselves for good reason. Why would you want to tell anyone anything that’s dear to you? Even when you like them and want nothing more than to be closer than close to them? It’s so painful to be next to someone you feel strongly about and know you can’t say the things you want to. -Henry Rollins