Yes, I'm insensitive

There's a single moment in my life when I felt truly understood. One moment when I told her all that I kept telling myself every day. One moment where the two of us completely understood what each one is going through. I had a thought that one day, when life gives me lemons I can finally make a lemonade, a fresh juice for everyone, not for sale.

PRIDE- A sense of one's own proper dignity or value; self-respect; Pleasure or satisfaction taken in an achievement; Arrogant or disdainful conduct or treatment; haughtiness.

One of the most genuine lessons I have learned in the course of this journey is how pride has affected people to make friends out of their pathetic attitudes. Pride is good, but when used in excessive amount, there is no way that it can sound or look good. Sometimes I wonder if they're truly the same person they were in high school, before they realized that they are too good to be humble. Frequently surrounded with a lot of discouraging attitudes from people, I'm almost disgusted to think how fraud people can be, and how selfish they tend to act when it comes to dealing with other people. Maybe that's all part of the consequence, when one starts thinking about his or her perfections, that he or she thinks perfection is already at hand, while perfection can also be deceiving. So stop deceiving yourself with perfection, you're imperfect, God made you that way for you to learn and accept that life itself is not perfect. There's nothing wrong about being proud of something, but being selfish and arrogant because of it is another story. Should I relate pride with insecurity? I wonder.

I wonder how long I can live with these people. Maybe not for very long, I'm glad I'm leaving it all soon, but for now I have to be like these people until all these bull craps end and until I can finally gain back my sensitive and loving self.