because there's no one to talk...

It's been an emotional roller-coaster, this week.

I'm tensed and petrified.

I love you and want you to be alright... 

When you need your people the most but you don't say it because you want them to understand automatically and come to you and stand by you. 

The reason behind not saying and wanting them to get it could be the hope that there is someone who is always concerned, knows you in and out and makes sure that you've shared every little thing that bothers you. 

Sadly, no such person exists in the real world.

Because people have their own problems and they are always dealing with them, there is no time for them to look at your troubles.

Moreover, have you ever done that for anyone before you can even think about expecting such a thing?

Life these days is all about work, doodling, reading and family. I have no complains about it. It's good.

And yesterday, 

When I was with my cousin venting many other emotions and thoughts, she said, "Remember Carrie Bradshaw from Sex and the City..."

I Said, "Of course."

"She once stated 'Maybe some women aren't meant to be tamed. Maybe they just need to run free til they find someone as wild to run with them.' Maybe this statement defines us", she said and smiled.   

And there it was, the right thing that maybe I wanted to hear.

There is something very similar in both of us. Maybe it was always there and we just realized. 

   

I felt like calling up a friend and talking but didn't know whom to call... so, I  turned to you bloggy doggy.

There's a difference between your personal diary, your blog and your friends. You should  know who out of the three should know what about you and who can help you the best at times.