I always almost forget, that a coin has 2 sides.
Just like how every story, could have 2 perspectives. Or how we would always require 2 hands to clap.

Maybe that's how I see it at least. Because I've always been so absorbed in myself. I've neglected the people closest to me - and how they felt.

I know that little actions mean a lot to me.
What I forgot to remind myself about was - little actions of mine meant a lot to the people around me too.

First shattered and then overwhelmed with extreme sensitivity,
I realized how much I have missed out and hurt another by just isolating myself within myself.
That was more recent.

Maybe I found out, I've been hurting someone so bad, and neglecting that person for such a long period of time - he has given up on me.
I never really thought much into this friendship. Never gave it much attention.
But now it hurts.

I must be the most shallow minded and near sighted woman in the world.
Hurting people on the sidelines seem to be something I do subconsciously (now how evil is that).

I really hate myself now.

Sylvia. Syl. And someone you'll never expect me to be.