Why

Who was right and who was wrong? Why does it have to be right or wrong? Why can't it just be an individual's opinion? Why judge it?

I am supposed to be a grown up adult and should manage to sort these things out all by myself. Sometimes I get so mad, I feel everything should get blasted off my mind into the outer space. But I am supposed to convey my thoughts clearly and quietly. After all, the best form of communication is not yelling at top of your lungs. In a few moments I can say anything I want to, in the process hurting the people who matter the most and later regretting about what I said and why I said it.

There are a lot of things about your life that might seem simpler to a third person. For them, it might not be a thing to ponder over for more than a couple of minutes. But it happens with everybody. Lets try not to make a big deal out of it.

Well, people get their hearts broken. They suffer alone, over the choices they have made, knowingly or unknowingly, willingly or unwillingly. Some are just unfortunate incidents. But at some point in the night the ideas of right and wrong, the disagreements, sort of dissolve and you are left with people whom you care for the most.