I keep complaining about people misunderstanding me.

Anyone who can relate, will relate. I hate it when i’m being misunderstood, and i’ve been hating it for years, but you know what? since the very first time that i was being misunderstood, not even a single time i try to prove anything to anyone, was it the best choice? yup, but was it also the worst choice? yup. why? Because i keep complaining inside my head all the time. I keep blaming myself for not proving myself enough, so they would see me as a normal person, it was one of the worst phase of my life- trying to fit in, so no one misunderstood me anymore.

Until recently i get the chance to talk to them directly about all this "misunderstanding thing", and it kinda shocks me honestly, it’s not that they misunderstood you on purpose, but they just don’t have this "capability" to look beyond the surface, they don’t have this capability to see from other perspective except their own. they simply just don’t know how.

But don’t get me wrong tho, i don’t blame them either. I don’t blame them for not having that capability. I’m 100% okay with it. but well, isn’t it ironic? when the person who gets misunderstood the most, trying to not misunderstand the person who did?

/aqilarchive