During my trip in San Diego, I talked to a stranger on the street. He fortune-told me that I was a type of person who would always flight from problems to reduce cognitive dissonance. I didn't believe what he said because I thought I was brave to fight.
Now I start realizing he could be right. I ran away from grandma to avoid any interactions and disagreements with her; I hung up on my mom when she tried to talk me through my grandma-granddaughter relationship problem; I pretended asleep when my boyfriend wanted to talk about us. I drove all the way to the north to hide my emotions and feelings from him when he told me to leave him alone. I flight away because I am afraid of confrontation. I look confident to hide away my hesitation.
Why do people fight? They believe they have a chance to win, they think others are possible to lose. When a person stops believing in winning and losing, she hides away. It's meaningless to win when the losing of others causes uncomfortableness in you. That's me. I hide away from winning and losing, I hide away from unhappiness, I even keep all the tears and sadness to myself. You never know what happened to me.

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