YOLO #nothanks
The world is becoming more and more of a cruel place in my mind. Well, actually the scary thing is, I think everyone is starting to realize that the world is not the place it once was. With so many civilians dying from violence to terrorist attacks to natural disasters, turning on the news is not what it once was.
The cruelness of the world can be a heavy burden to wake up to, but I think the more difficult are not so astounding humans that surround me in my everyday life- the humans that I have put time and effort into, the humans that I have given love and received nothing in return, the humans I have poured my heart to who threw my heart away on the pavement, the humans that simply don't give a fuck.
Society tells us, "Let lose! Who gives a fuck? Just do you!"
Thanks, society. I get it and PLEASE I wish i could wake up and live out my life with that mentality. But you know fair well, the world does not function that way. I'm not here to say the world is out to get us. I think there is a lesson to learn in most, if not every, situation that occurs in life.
Lately, I'm really trying to take the time to let my emotions settle. I know who I am and I am grateful that I can confidently say that I know who I am, the things I need, and the things that I want. But there comes times where I get utterly lost, whether it's a life situation, a friend, or someone I meet. I think these moments are beautiful on their own. No, it's not great to meet someone great and have everything run so successfully then never hear from them again even when you reach out- hoping that for one last chance.
People will do what they want. And what I've learned the hard way, is that they don't care about how the other person will react, the other person's time unless it is convenient for them. Convenience is a dangerous thing- sometime stronger than rage or passion.
In a world where disaster runs more rampant than peace, everything just seems like it's running into walls. Sometimes when I blink, I feel as if I've already missed out on my life.
I don't know how some things begin and other things end. Frankly, I don't understand why I haven't been able to choose when things end and why others do that for me. I don't really find that very fair. I push back on this as much as I can because there is a layer of hope that I have that this isn't everyone, but when it's a pattern- i can't help but thing that this may be the reality of the situation.
The cruelness of the world can be a heavy burden to wake up to, but I think the more difficult are not so astounding humans that surround me in my everyday life- the humans that I have put time and effort into, the humans that I have given love and received nothing in return, the humans I have poured my heart to who threw my heart away on the pavement, the humans that simply don't give a fuck.
Society tells us, "Let lose! Who gives a fuck? Just do you!"
Thanks, society. I get it and PLEASE I wish i could wake up and live out my life with that mentality. But you know fair well, the world does not function that way. I'm not here to say the world is out to get us. I think there is a lesson to learn in most, if not every, situation that occurs in life.
Lately, I'm really trying to take the time to let my emotions settle. I know who I am and I am grateful that I can confidently say that I know who I am, the things I need, and the things that I want. But there comes times where I get utterly lost, whether it's a life situation, a friend, or someone I meet. I think these moments are beautiful on their own. No, it's not great to meet someone great and have everything run so successfully then never hear from them again even when you reach out- hoping that for one last chance.
People will do what they want. And what I've learned the hard way, is that they don't care about how the other person will react, the other person's time unless it is convenient for them. Convenience is a dangerous thing- sometime stronger than rage or passion.
In a world where disaster runs more rampant than peace, everything just seems like it's running into walls. Sometimes when I blink, I feel as if I've already missed out on my life.
I don't know how some things begin and other things end. Frankly, I don't understand why I haven't been able to choose when things end and why others do that for me. I don't really find that very fair. I push back on this as much as I can because there is a layer of hope that I have that this isn't everyone, but when it's a pattern- i can't help but thing that this may be the reality of the situation.
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