Bilateral.

Diplomacy is what I am left with these days. I want to make assertive statements, sure, but sometimes, just sometimes, I find myself unable to do just that. That part of me which wants to vitally stand by my point is that part of me that I find myself betraying so very often.

Hello there, I am the Earthian.

And sometimes, it hurts me, and that's what feels right. Getting hurt because of my own choice of not wanting to hurt anyone else. And although it feels right, it also hurts and I am not so sure I can handle it much longer. No matter what I do or no matter whom I mingle with or what I say, there is always someone who just gets hurt. Some get hurt just because I merely exist and if I were to listen to the diplomatic side that I have, my existence would feel like a crime, just like it does, sometimes, most times. The part that gets so easily in me is the part I feel sorry for. Its that part I appreciate from the bottom of my heart too. Its one of those parts I have no control over. Nor do I want to have any control over it either. Its a part I admire, I cherish, I cry with and I wish I never lose, even though its the part that gives me anguish. Its painful. Its bilateral.

Love, peace.