Dear Friend
There now follows a one sided conversation written or should I say more aptly, addressed tono-one, but to everyone in many ways a conversation that when you read it, a lot of you mayfind that you can relate to, so you may well find that you are responding to the following linesas you read the passage, there is nothing wrong in reading or behaving like this as it is there toalert you to the need to be aware of life going on around us and all sorts of people in our sometimes daily lives, who are in turn aching to have such a conversation and are unable to, because they feel that no-one will listen to them, we must all learn to be aware of others in our lives, no matter how high or low our opinions of them may be at the time, so take note, we areall individuals making up this worlds population, we are all brothers and sisters, we all need to belong together.I had a gush of inspiration a while back and applied a pen to paper and wrote and composedthis short passage that follows in about twenty minutes one day, it was a case of when youhave an idea write it down before it is forgotten and possibly never to be recalled again if leftun-noted. It is however, as you will see for yourself, a one sided conversation but you are verylikely to fill in the gaps as you read this to yourself.“My friend, how are you?”“Why are you feeling down?”“No you are not on your own, you never have been, or ever will be.”“Yes, I know that it is hard to believe. so what makes you think that you are so different fromanyone else?”“Hang on a minute; I’ve been there as well, so there is not anyway that, you can say that no-one understands.”“Yes, it is hard to believe, is it not?”“No, No, No, that’s not the way to do it, just bottling something up just makes it worse, and Iused to do that. It made me tired, irritable, shy, untrusting, wary, generally an un-person, no-one would speak to me or help me as they felt that I treated them like dirt, so they ignored mewhen ever I was around, this led to a very hurtful life for me.”“What’s that?”“Oh yes, some tried to help, do you know what I did? Kicked them in the face for it, just threwit back at them, I lied to them, cheated on them, pretended I’d done something, or just plainignored them, strung them along in fact.”“Why?”“I’ll try to tell you why, I was so intent in wallowing in my own self pity, claiming that no-oneunderstood me, that no-one cared, even saying so to those that tried to help. Stupid isn’t it?When someone shows they care about you, then push it back in their face.”