What do you want from me?

It is true that none carries the scorn and harbours anger with more vile and deception than that of a person who is or has been betrayed.

We have been taught by our 'civilised' society we find ourselves in to control our emotions and only expose slight alterations and only so when in an agreeable situation. We are under the ever watchful eye of our peers and if that fails to control us we use imagination and guilt. Santa only brings presents to good boys and girls, how sad will Jesus be that you didn't pray tonight, you haven't been to confession for how long and Allah have mercy. Basically we bribe, lie, promise, beat and use emotional blackmail to get what we want, and this becomes part of our adult life as well.

We gossip, cheat at games, boast and envy and then at the end of the day we praise ourselves for not being like them, those people, I mean just look at them.

And this is called civilisation.

Perhaps being a grunting, bum scratching, club bearing wild hair and weary homosapien, some might call her Aunty Zelda, is not so bad after all.

I started with betrayal, so let me complete this little circle. When we are hurt, we normally fight back instinctively with much more emotion and strength that we are aware we ever had. We 'lose it' and then invariably wonder why we snapped.
Snapping solves nothing. Snapping causes more pain, find a friend, companion, some you trust and chat to them about it.

By talking it through we have a chance of avoiding a full blown battle and then nobody wins.

Good night