1 + 1 = Ouch!

Hey, it’s me again, here to update you on my pessimistic view of life! Hence the melancholy mood always while I’m blogging.

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Question of the day: What happens when 2 individuals with very different perspectives of life, different priorities in life, same stubbornness and uncompromising attitude meet and become an item? How do you get used to that? Do you give in? Is she likely to even think about giving in?

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Whenever things get rough and I feel a surge of anger building up, I would try to control myself until the anger overwhelms me and I would say things only to regret it 0.65sec later. Still I know I would say that the next time we get into a fight, and the next, and the next, and the next… I can bet you she feels the same way too.

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We’re like 2 porcupines, the tighter we hug, the sharper our bristles are felt, the deeper the wound, the more painful it gets, nobody wants to let go, even when both are bloodied and battered. Now I’m unsure, I’m unsure because of the things she says, I’m unsure because of the things she does, I’m unsure because I’m no longer sure of her commitment… or perhaps it’s mine…

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I’m almost bruised and beaten; I’m almost fragile and frail; I’m almost hurt yet hopeful; I’m almost resigned but really trying my best not to crumble. Almost… but not quite yet… I need some opinions pls.