but did you try?

Lately life has tossed me a few fuck you's and it's bottled me up and confused me. I've been wading through my reflections trying to surface to clearer waters but emotions are a funny thing. They're like oils on glass you can't fucking scrub clean. So anyway, it's been hard to convey an authentic answer to "how are you" and harder still trying to interpret what that means. I recently became quite upset which translated to anger and quickly escalated to some kind of pompous feeling of injustice but it seems now, that I've slowed and thought and really pushed myself against my slimy complaints that I realise I was wrong. My injustices were correct but insignificant in the scope of happenings. You don't have to be wrong to be wrong. My anger was unnecessary. My emotions, misdirected. I think what we need to realise is that when a person suddenly acts unreasonable or strangely menacing to the comfort that usually cuddles your relationship, our first reaction may be negative but our second begs for more thought. Sometimes this unreasonableness is a call for help, a signal of loneliness or a way of escape. Sometimes this comes from the most unlikely person. But it's important to recognise these things because no one is ever that strong and instead of hearing "you're selfish" and springing up your defence shield, maybe what we need to do is simply to keep listening to hear a surprising "I need you". Maybe that so called negativity should be forgiven and understood instead. It isn't every day we're given choices or even opportunities to prove to our loved ones how much we care and will show that care. It isn't something we can always learn from experience. But it is important to seize those moments, expand our hearts and to show that even though we might not know how, we will anyway. That simple phrase, it's the thought that counts, is all it is. So this year will be one in which I stop escaping my problems at home and support my family. It's the bed I sleep in, the voices I hear all day and the people who try their best to support me, who know I love kale so they buy me bouquets of it, who listen to my complaints and solve my problems, who take blame for the bad things that happen to me and who see me in my most ugly state of uncaring, uninhibitedly shameless me yet still love me. It is family at the heel of my every step and family where I park my car and rest. These things that matter, there are many, but in this present moment I feel nothing more significant than the desire to be with my family this year. I will be present, I will share, I will be patient, I will love.