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Their Words Don't Count

I went to a reunion gathering with my friends from Chinese school. Everytime we meet up, the bonding in our friendship has been strengthen, upgraded and updated. However, it is a different story this time. Before telling this story, let's rewine to three hours before this when I was at school.

I've been putting my heart helping her in her work. Suddenly, when it is decided to have an interview before getting her proposal approved, she pointed the finger to me that I haven't "get any voice" her. Even though I tried my best in explaining the purpose of the interview to her, it seems like not a single word she understand. She just kept complaining about how her effort put in the writing is ruined and how terrible she is when it comes to verbally communicating with people blah blah blah. The fire to my explosion was that she even used all cap in replying the chat. Maybe it was because the conversation was done in writing that I didn't know how her ture feeling was. But I was and am disappointed that I tried my best in helping her and what I got in return is just blame. People always say that a kind person won't expect any gratitude from the one he/she helps. True. I never expect anything good in return to that and guess what, I got the opposite one.

Lesson Learned: never be too sincere to just anyone. Choose the person wisely. Or you would end up being hurt and become a bad guy in their eyes.

After experience all these anger, and disappointment, I was glad that I had a gathering with my old friends which I could forget all these stressful feeling for a while. Then, it turned out the meeting made it worse. One of my best friend brought her newly-wedded-husband along, and this was the first time ever we officially met. I admit I'm an offensive joker but I only do this with my friends because they would do the same to me. And so this mister came in and insulted me in every way he determined as "funny". Besides that, nothing else. Everyone was quiet most of the time. I tried to get them involve in talking and stuff, then I was brutally attacked again. I am a short-temper person, but I also knew that I couldn't get mad since he is my best friend's husband. I mean, I am not him. I can't insult him like he did to me and still be so casual about it. I cared about my friend's feeling. Frustrating.

Lesson Learned: when I am not feeling good about some comments, show them in an unagressive way like stop talking. The mistake I made was that I kept talking and kept trying to make the gathering lively. And he mistook that for "she could be insulted and not getting mad at all".

And this is the worst day of the month. Or I can even say for the last three years. Eventually, after crying for 10 minutes, I realized that I can't give them the power to take control of my emotions. I have to take it back. Who cares about what type of person they want to be? Instead of busy drowning my self in madness, I should stand up and not letting the same thing happens ever again. Their words don't count.
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