why is it that when help comes to us we tend to curl up and suddenly feel we're not exactly able to handle things on our own?... and why is it that when we help we often hurt than help?...
[because we're too proud to admit we're not in control of our lives. and we are so self-centered.]

why is it that we screw up relationships when we're attempting to make them better?...
[because we're afraid of being alone.]

why is it that we can't accept brutal truths from people who care?... and why do caring people tend to shoot themselves in the foot when they stand up (no pun intended) for what is 'right'?...
[because having courage doesn't equal an easy way out.]

why do fools fall in love when loving is an intelligent choice?... why do we make choices that seem to be the dumbest decisions we ever made?... *shaking head*
[because the choices we make are not dependent on others. be fools for love. be happy.]

we may not be successful in certain things, but what matters is that we TRIED... and failure is something we try to avoid, sometimes unsuccessfully, everyday...
[the prize is sweeter when the risk is greater. real winners do not require a pep talk.]

--original writ Tuesday, December 16, 2003 on xanga--