The Uncle who Tries to Hail A Cab
Wow, didn't realize it's been almost a year since the last time I posted! I have like 3 draft entries that I ended up not posting for whatever reason, and today is the day I need to post as I once again (insert Bernie meme here) cannot find a medium of outlet other than this one.
She got admitted into a mental ward. And I am definitely at fault. I have once again been putting unnecessary pressure on her, and she snapped.
Where should I even start? There were so much I wanted to write down during my long walk and here I am in front of my laptop at a loss of words and just rambling these meaningless words.
I took a long walk after the news got to me (she was kind enough to break the news to me personally before her phone was taken from her, and I am extremely grateful for that). One of the longest I took in memory. Just walking aimlessly for almost an hour before I finally realized it was getting dark and I was in an area where there's no street light so I needed to make my way back quickly.
On the way back, for some reason I noticed an uncle hailing for a cab in a small street near my house. For some reason the cab with the green light on its availability marker didn't stop and the uncle was just looking at the cab's direction even though it has gone from his sight for a solid one minute. I thought of lending him a hand and get him an online cab instead, but for some reason I decided to wait. I waited for him to hail another cab, and if that cab ignores him too, then I'll make my move.
More cars passed by but none of them was a cab. The uncle seemed to be making a phone call but time passed and no cab showed up. I thought of approaching him then but thought it's kinda creepy now since it's been a while since the previous cab ignored him, under what reason I could say to him that I thought he needed help to get a ride? I waited for possibly another 5-10 minutes before he saw another cab and started hailing again. This time the cab stopped, and he made his way up to the back seat and set off.
I am honestly not sure why would I even tell the above story. Or even make the title of the post about this anonymous uncle that doesn't even have anything to do with the problem I have at hand right now. Probably because it is a good distraction for me? Is it because of some parallel with the situation I'm having right now? I feel like saying that the parallel is that I've been doing to her exactly what I've done to that uncle: I know she was in distress and needed help and yet I just watched, waiting for one more bad thing to happen before I provide some help. Except in the case of the uncle he managed to save himself and in the case of her... Well, she didn't.
The worst part is when I was about to start writing this post and opened my list of old posts and drafts, and I saw that the very last draft that I didn't post was exactly the solution; what I should've done before it all went downhill.
I'd probably post the post in question just to give you readers (and myself) context in the future. Hopefully the next time this happens again (I'm sure it'll happen again; it seems to be a tendency of me that I can't really get rid of) I would find the post before it's too late, again (if I even have the chance to be too late again).
Thank you for reading this nonsensical post and all the best in your life's endeavours.
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