I've been a counselor slash a friend to most of my friends lately. Being a listener of their grievances however permits me to feel their feelings and dwell on their situation.The intensity of their experiences and the heavy emotions they feel is just beyond what I could almost imagine. It isn't as heavy as it is, but knowing that all the while these things have been happening everyday of their lives! They manage to tolerate such unfathomable hidden hostility that surrounds them every single day... and not knowing the feeling is mutual. It hurts me greatly to listen to their stories knowing I could just offer a little of help for the situation does not involve me and I mean, LEGALLY, should not involve me.
However, the opportunity gives me the chance to reflect on the reality of life viewing it in a magnified pre-adult and adult perspective. I realized adult life isn't as exciting as what I expected it to be or have I generalized it too much? Working with people you barely know and who barely knows you has a great challenge of trying to balance professionalism and personal matters. One has to try to understand things, personalities, attitudes, personal preferences of another. Actually, all these these things I have mentioned are already practiced in an everyday ordinary people-encounters. It should and MUST be mastered by most, if not all, as one progresses to adulthood. But what an ironic event it is because it seem, as one becomes old, one's perspective becomes narrow and just views things in his/her own point-of-view. It dismays me to know this reality for I expect much from my oldie friends. Sometimes, (and pardon me) I feel, I think more adult-like as compared to them. haha. The problem with them actually, is they fail to find reasons why people act such way. They don't find time to try to understand things. They rush so much about their obligations and fail to appreciate their surroundings or fail to pause and just have a friendly talk.
I wish won't be like this when I start to work. I wish, I will be able to manage different personalities and maintain a good working environment. Being a kid is not at all bad... I hope when I start to grow, I'll never forget the child in me. And I pray, that someday, "they" will ignite that child-like heart they once had. 
I've been a counselor slash a friend to most of my friends lately. Being a listener of their grievances however permits me to feel their feelings and dwell on their situation.The intensity of their experiences and the heavy emotions they feel is just beyond what I could almost imagine. It isn't as heavy as it is, but knowing that all the while these things have been happening everyday of their lives! They manage to tolerate such unfathomable hidden hostility that surrounds them every single day... and not knowing the feeling is mutual. It hurts me greatly to listen to their stories knowing I could just offer a little of help for the situation does not involve me and I mean, LEGALLY, should not involve me.
However, the opportunity gives me the chance to reflect on the reality of life viewing it in a magnified pre-adult and adult perspective. I realized adult life isn't as exciting as what I expected it to be or have I generalized it too much? Working with people you barely know and who barely knows you has a great challenge of trying to balance professionalism and personal matters. One has to try to understand things, personalities, attitudes, personal preferences of another. Actually, all these these things I have mentioned are already practiced in an everyday ordinary people-encounters. It should and MUST be mastered by most, if not all, as one progresses to adulthood. But what an ironic event it is because it seem, as one becomes old, one's perspective becomes narrow and just views things in his/her own point-of-view. It dismays me to know this reality for I expect much from my oldie friends. Sometimes, (and pardon me) I feel, I think more adult-like as compared to them. haha. The problem with them actually, is they fail to find reasons why people act such way. They don't find time to try to understand things. They rush so much about their obligations and fail to appreciate their surroundings or fail to pause and just have a friendly talk.
I wish won't be like this when I start to work. I wish, I will be able to manage different personalities and maintain a good working environment. Being a kid is not at all bad... I hope when I start to grow, I'll never forget the child in me. And I pray, that someday, "they" will ignite that child-like heart they once had.