Maybe it’s time to stop faking giving up and actually give up. No turning back and no more going back and forth. I really did try. I tried. For 8 long years, I really tried. I’m just not good enough. I’m too sensitive. I put too much of myself into this that I’m not happy anymore. I can’t take a joke. I’m just different and it doesn’t work out. My dad is gone so I can focus on improving myself. This was supposed to be a good change, yet I feel utterly miserable. Why does it always have to end up this way. It’s going to be ok though even if I’m sadder than I’ve ever been.
“Nobody is in charge of your happiness except you.”—
Sometimes I look at these naive, pretentious quotes and think to myself: Do you even read the paper/check out world events? Are you not aware of the disaster in the Philippines or previous disasters in Japan and so on; the figures for spousal/partner abuse; the hundreds of thousands of children lost to the sex industry yearly; the forced displacement of millions due to warfare, political upheaval, famine and natural disaster; the HIV/Aids crisis/other disease such as cancer. Do you know how insulting that is for people struggling on a daily basis with depression or other mental issues. Have you ever visited a refuge camp such as Dadaab in Kenya where you would see sights you would wish to gouge from your brain! Those starving, desperate people would gain so much from this imbecilic insight. Not.
Have you ever heard of chance and circumstance? Privilege of birth?
The number of people for whom a quote like that is even relevant is so miniscule as to be laughable!
Sorry if this sounds a bit preachy …. it’s probably this damn soapbox I’m standing on.