Curiosity Kills Me As Much As Knowing Too Much
I’m the type of person who is too curious for my own good, doing reckless things just to find out about something, only to get hurt when I learn too much. When I get curious and interested in something, I can’t help but try to find out, no matter the circumstances. I love discovering. But this time, I think some things are better left unknown. Maybe it’s not the act of knowing too much that hurts, but rather the cruel reality that comes with it.
While I’m curious, I have expectations, hopes, and lingering “what ifs.” But once I actually find out, my expectations are often met with disappointment. Most of the time, it hurts. Yet I still can’t resist the urge to satisfy my curiosity. I feel like I need to know everything because being clueless terrifies me. I want to know the truth, but I fear the truth will disappoint me.
But I guess it’s okay, as long as I know the truth. I just hope that one day, I’ll stop being so curious about certain people and certain information that might shatter my soul.
