Comforting

How Does One Comfort?

I don't typically comfort people. Usually other people look to their other friends for comforting needs, but on the rare occasion they do look for me... I don't know what to do. I wouldn't say I'm a bad "comforter", but usually the situation at hand doesn't call for me to comfort somebody.

But there are always those moments. I came face to face with a situation where a person was sad and I asked her friend if he could comfort her. He said that he didn't really know what words to say, and I replied with the same thing, since I didn't really know what to say either, but she just looked so incredibly sad. Crushed. Down. Depressed. Seeing her that way, instead of her usual smile kind of dampened the mood around the people surrounding her, so I decided to try and comfort her.

So I walked with her a little after school (which is when I saw her). I admit it was kind of weird, but in retrospect I don't regret it. I didn't really know I was trying to comfort her. It was more of a natural thing, and I like how I was able to just talk and not think too hard about what I was trying to do. I don't know what type of effect I had in the end, or what that girl is now thinking, but I'm really pleased with how I handled that situation.

I'm Bad At Reading People

It was my really ignorant belief that I knew how to read people and what they were thinking. Even now, I still have this tiny voice at the back of my head saying, "I can read anybody and anything at anytime.", but I know better than that. Anyways, one reason I was in a bad mood not too long ago was because this one random person just decides to friend me after a quick meeting and then the next morning, poof, unfriended.

Let's get some things straight here though. I do not care that this person unfriended me. Honestly, that is not even any part of the problem. I could not care less, and I am not exaggerating this because I'm in denial, I actually don't really mind it (that just makes me sound more in denial doesn't it?). However (there it is), I want to know why this person did this. Was it a mistake? Does she just not want to talk to me? And if it something like that, why in the world would you not tell me? So I was just confused and angry at myself for being confused.

A Lot To Say

I've had quite a mouthful to say these past few days (that rhymes). Hopefully things will quiet down (although at times I wish that life was livelier, weird right) and I will come back with some legitimate topics to discuss besides me failing to read people and trying to comfort others.

Golfing tomorrow morning. Fun (sarcasm). I'm an 8 today though.

"Be thine own palace, or thy world's thy jail." - John Donne