We are Us

We had separate identities when we were younger and didn't know each other.
he was what i would call a free spirit, and i was ... a broken one.
the point is, we had individuality like most kids do. i guess you can refer to it as teenage angst.

and when we met each other, our personalities were different again, more mature, more grounded.
the identity crisis fully overcome.
and then we learned more & more about one another, from one another, and for one another.
we grew together, and now i can barely see who i used to be, or who i wished to be. there are remnants of what i grew up with, a fundament, the core of me. that's still there.
i guess that's what will always remain, no matter who you are to meet and be with because
people can only change you so much.
now there is more of his attributes in me. and more of me in who he has become.
we have become one, what we call 'us'.

Try to be Good

You can't show everyone who you really are.
I'd say I can't show everyone my kindness. Although, I'd like to... since most people know me as an ill-tempered one. And as many have told me, I give off the impression that I'm stingy.
I mean, seriously, one should be able to blame one's facial structure or feature for the way people judge you. But I'm not stingy, and I try not to be.
I'd love to be someone little children would initially deem a nice lady.

Truth is, I can be very patient, and be helpful to great extents. Sometimes I can even be generous. I'm not praising myself here. I just want to describe myself from the personal eye.
Anyway, but whose bubble doesn't burst when his humility is stepped on?
There are even times when I try to be kind even then. Because I am a woman of faith. And also, because I have come across the phrase, "Benefit of the doubt", and I have tried to apply it countless times.
But I guess I can also say that what made it even easier for me to give someone the benefit of the doubt is a little thought called "innate goodness". Don't you think people were all originally uncorrupted? We are not savage animals.

If someone pisses me off, I make up excuses for them. I have to note here, though, that it has not always been a good idea to do that for someone, especially if the person is (plainly stated): a real douchebag. But all the other times, it works.
I think if the situation was the other way around, I'd want someone to imagine being in my shoes too, that's IF I was pissed myself and couldn't help but take it out on the world, because I'm a total douche. Right?

I am simply saying that it is helping me be less grumpy or cranky. It's like follow-up rehab after going to Church (since that's where you learn all this stuff mostly if not through really good, really rare, and TONS of books). And I know I won't ever be able to conquer the world with my little acts of kindness, or show people that I'm not as bad as they think I am... but maybe by doing so, people will eventually remember me as a nice person.