When you have a socialite
for a child
who likes to make friends
with everyone she meets
It can drain the soul
of the introverted parent.
Do not get me wrong.
I am glad she makes friends.
I just wish she stayed at their houses instead.
When you have a socialite
for a child
who likes to make friends
with everyone she meets
It can drain the soul
of the introverted parent.
Do not get me wrong.
I am glad she makes friends.
I just wish she stayed at their houses instead.
Conflicting events
sorted out to a minimal disturbed schedule.
Promises made
should be kept if you are to keep the trust.
Panic may ensue
while the conflict remains unsolved!
Can the hero arise
to save the days planned activities?
Or shall a crumbled
and crumpled child be found wailing in disappointment?
When the parents express
a dislike or hesitation around
a thing, an animal or a person
their children learn to do the same.
No one is born hating someone else.
All children love each other.
Especially those that are different.
As adults we need to learn to look
at the world like our children do
and love just like they do!
Calling in sick to work,
if you do not have a cough
or rough sounding voice,
it is assumed you are playing hooky.
What if your mental reserves are so low
you would be a detriment to work?
What if your emotional capacity is not functioning
and does not allow you to empathize with other beings?
What if your depression…?
What if your anxiety…?
What if a panic attack….?
What if?
What if people could see how debilitating a mental illness truly is
without having to experience it themselves?
Coaching someone to be their best
requires empathy and understanding.
Any child reacts badly
to being yelled at for their faults.
Years of embedded habits
rear their ugly heads
when you try to be empathatic
instead of just angry.
Courses can be taken though
to help you see
that empathy is a skill
that can be taught.
That is why I know it is so hard to not just give in and yell
but instead to just listen.
Suffering is a constant.
Relief seldom found.
Judgement is given everywhere.
No one wants to help you.
Struggling with tasks is normal.
Stares and unconcern follow you.
Few see past your disabilities
and find the strengths of your abilities!
Ultimate and final.
Good versus Evil.
The lines of gray overshadowed
by the fight for freedom.
Oppression and Despair
may rule the people.
All hope is lost
Only then can we know true survival.
Win or Lose.
Gotta get this done!
No time to double check!
First time is done perfectly.
Any mistakes were meant to happen!
Do it!
Do it!
Do it now!
Done!
Was that good enough?
Too late now!
He knows my most intimate thoughts
and the guilt of what I leave undone.
The words he uses are not ones of compassion
though he tries to make them sound so.
I know he loves me.
Yet I find myself wondering
is this a healthy relationship
if I am constantly saying sorry?
My empathy for him
may just be my worst fault
for I can not help but want to help him.
The truth comes unexpected sometimes.
When the world is busy with living.
Who holds who accountable
for the demands of the power used?
I see no love in the equation
but it is essential to all life.
When we learn about ourselves
then can we know more about our world.