We've all been through this phrase with the Lizards- We are scared shitless at the sight of them. This is partly due to their unsightly looks (nude, translucent skin, really?) and partly (actually mainly) due to the old wife's tale that its tail will drop out and magic its way into your ear/eyes causing deafness/blindness etc.
I used to scream at the sight of them and bully daddy/mommy into chasing them out. This inevitably leads to the lizard dropping its tail, reconfirming my belief that lizards are evil and there's a chance of me losing my hearing.
It went on for years until I stepped closer to enlightenment. Now, I simply walk away. Leave them alone and they're actually pretty harmless: just a reptile minding its own business which occasionally steals your food, but otherwise, pretty harmless. Now, no dropping of tail = no increased fear = I can chill around Lizards = fewer tails dropped = diminished fear.
Same goes for other "pests" such as cockroaches or rats. Granted, when they get too close in proximity, I will still be shocked/scared and scream a little. But if I see them from far, I kinda just leave them alone. (In fact my friend has a theory that Cockroaches are the most adaptable creature on the planet and are likely to dominate the world when homo sapiens are long extinct- It's not too late to be nice to them!!!)
Different people have different approaches to dealing with their "Lizard on the wall":
Xiu Ting for one, likes to avoid it at all cost (siam the playground cause got many many cockroaches). When faced with one, she'll kinda just scream and try to escape ASAP. What a cute girl ahhahah.
Fyona, for another, used to deal with it like XiuTing BUT in recent months discovered a better way to overcome her "fear". She goes ALLL OUT to kick the cockroach in the face(thorax?) and she actually gets a kick out of it herself hahah. She's really the happiest girl when she does that it's really amusing to watch her in her act.
I, on the other hand choose to respect my friends' decision and have a "Live and let Die" attitude towards such things. The cockroach may die due to Fyona's abuse and I am pretty indifferent about that. But if Fyona (or other kickers) aren't around, I'd probably just walk away and let it live. Bad luck buddy!
Anyway, onto my main story, this is quite an accurate analogy of haters:
Just a few days ago, I received my first comment (for a really long time) on my blog, which was very exciting for me. Honestly I didn't even know the comment section existed (because I deliberately left it out of my self-crafted HTML) but apparently it shows on the mobile version. So this was in regards to this post (which btw was a self reflection of how I got backstabbed by someone I treated very nicely as a friend (now you know, congrats!)). It started off pretty nicely:
So.. If a random stranger came up to you on the streets and asked you why are you feeling down and simply assumed that it's cause of your "boyfriend" and starts probing about "what happened", what would you do?
There is a higher chance of me sharing my thoughts and feelings to said man on the street as compared to this faceless void (time, is the cruelest cut) who self admits to be a stalker and is spamming me with niceties.
and then shit got real:
There's just so many things wrong with that comment
1) Logic
2) Grammar
3) The fact that an anonymous is asking me to shut the fuck up on my blog.. srsly?
I mean I could really go on but let us not waste precious brain cells and time on this comment.
But yknow, with haters, it's very easy to go defensive and start attacking them back. But they have the protection of the mask. You don't know anything about them. They (could) know everything about you. You can't attack their complexion, physique, attitude etc cause you don't have a clue on who they are. So your comeback will be something weak like "if you dare, come meet me face to face at blk973 8oclock - don't hide behind the keyboard" which is smth a dumb ahbeng will say. So the first comment was my weak reply..
What's even more lame comes after that when I had a sudden epiphany that this could be someone I know (I mean come on, how many strangers are out there to play punk and make life difficult for others?) Actually there are many theories that I've came up with:
1) the 2 anons are different people. Check the Capitalization and usage of your. They clearly are using different OS/keyboard and have a different style of english.
2) the 2 anons are the same person but s/he deliberately typed in a different way so that s/he can use the excuse that "eh that wasn't me" to "patch things back" in the end
ahhah ok maybe thinking too much la hor. Let's move on
Another weak blow by the anon. I'm actually quite proud of how I dealt with it in the end. Have a good life Lizard. It's ok that you think I'm pathetic really because you don't matter to me. I'd be devastated if a close friend were to say this to me.. Cause they know me. And know is such a deep word you know?
Through this little issue, I also learned that I probably shouldn't be allowing anonymous comments on my blog. Building a relationship is about taking chance. You wanna know me more, you show me your vulnerable side. Ask me for my email, write to me sincerely, and we have a chance of connecting as human beings. Don't just leave schizo and abusive comments like these and expect to get to me. In lieu of this, I've changed the comment settings to "registered user". I have no clue what it means (until the next person comments) but it's gonna stay that way until I encounter another person like this again (hopefully never, please be nice? ^^)
Also, regarding the comment, I write/type as a form of catharsis. In fact, I seldom share depressing stuff going on in my life with my friends (if they know nothing about it). Even to my closest pals. I'll just be weeping on the bed while they do their own stuff and honestly such company is the best way to cheer me up. I don't like sharing my thoughts until I've had them all sort out. And esp with issues like relationship or politics within a group, the less others know, the better for the situation at hand. And I am a firm believer of "share the sweet and swallow the bitter".
So when I'm feeling down and I can't find company, my blog and my keyboard becomes my source of comfort. Please stay away if you're afraid of "depressing sad stuff on a public blog". But I hope it's not gonna happen this often because I'm slowly crawling my way out of the black hole (from void and shadow, I assemble ^^). Hopefully I'll become a better me.
Yup okay finally a decent non-emo post which kindaaaa has a structure and weak dota voice overs. I have so many posts saved as draft cause I lose my train of thought so easily and it's quite boring to continue on a post I don't feel for. Okay time to try to sleeeeeep ~
Remember,
Live and let die
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