Birds of the same feather

Here he is, patient as ever, laughing over a situation many would feel is dire. They'd call it all off, get so mad it'll cause quarrels over quarrels. But here he is, smiling. Sells his stocks, smiles over just how much he will miss this. He says, "Wow Tabatha i'm gonna miss this investing". And i'm quick to reply, quick to offer assurances and I say "Hey no don't say that cause you're gonna get back to this, it's only temporary remember?". He says with a smile on his face, much like a grin, "Oh yes of course but you know till then i'm gonna miss this. Look at this whole investing techniques, so beautiful!"

He goes on taking up responsibilities no one really would. He'll take it up. Says he'll retire later. He doesn't harp on it. He eases the worries of everyone around him with a smile on his face. He honestly feels like everything is solvable. I applaud him. I question if people like these truly still exists. From this, I learn that in the face of adversities or unhappiness, you keep cool and understand that there is always a way out. That you do not display your unhappiness onto others.

Now that I recall, I suppose Timmy was the one that emphasized this particular trait that i've got in me; To conceal when i'm not feeling the greatest, speak lesser, show lesser. I try my hardest to not talk about things to any one, for I understand that everyone is as troubled. I talk as per normal, laugh as per normal. I try.

They ask why I don't talk about it, why I don't show how piss I am, why I don't stir issues, why I never stand up for myself, why I don't confront. They ask, but eventually get used to the person I am. So in many eyes, I am transparent, non-existent.  I understand now, the many underlying reasons behind why I am the way I am. Still, I sometimes detest how non-existent I am. The many things I might want to speak about, but don't. The many things I conceal, when all I want to do is show. This space has been a saviour.

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Looking at Timmy and I wonder if it's a blessing or a curse to be who he is, to study what he does and in general, to do and be him. I am in awe with the man he is. I always will be. All I can say is that his future love is blessed, just as he is as blessed to be with her.

Birds of the same feather ought to flock together. I can only hope that better things await them and that Teri ends up with a man as equal as Tim.