My Side of the Story

Why do people in today's society, particularly the younger generation (15-23 or so) like to embrace the concept of "ignore it and it will go away". I don't understand that at all. If you are in a fight with someone and you just stop talking to them, all that does is cause even more drama and make the other person feel like you don't give a shit about them and how they are feeling. You are being selfish, ignorant and immature. Letting a problem drag out for days when it could have been solved in a matter of 10 minutes is pointless and creates a bigger mess. Grow up and solve your fucking problems. 

If you think you're listening but your partner or children don't, maybe you should open your ears a bit more because you might just be hearing them and not listening to them. Accept responsibility and learn to understand one another. You don't have to sympathize, but you can empathize and you can learn to take what is broken and fix it. If you can't, then don't lie about it. Admit that there are problems and figure out a solution. Whether that be a new way of communication, counseling, separation, divorce, be honest and do what is best for you. 

Yes you should tell her! If the girl has cream cheese in her hair let her know! Don't let her walk around all day until someone else says it. She'll be humiliated. Tell her now and she'll be grateful. 

It wasn't about being "me". It was never about finding myself. It was never even about my journey...I was trying to be perfect. I was trying to be the ideal person in a world that has no idea what ideal even is anymore. Truth is, I wasn't finding myself, I was finding someone that the media would accept.

This doesn't mean I stop reaching for my dreams, my goals and my success. It simply means I stop trying to be who I am for the wrong reasons. 

Why do we fill ourself up on coffee first thing every single morning? We don't need it, sure we get addicted to it but that's our own fault. Coffee is not what we need to start our day off, to be energized and awakened. It seems as if coffee is more of a comfort than a necessity. Nobody every said "you need coffee to survive in the morning" because you don't. You need an energizing breakfast, not a 32 ounce cup of black coffee with a double shot of espresso. I don't get it... I say as I'm drinking a 12 ounce Vanilla Machiatto.

When you have a passion for something, you know that it's where you belong in the world, it's what you are supposed to do in the world. What happens when you are unsure of your passions and your ability to make it? How do you know when something is a passion and not just, something you like to do? How do you know when it's where you belong...do you ever know where you belong? 

When you're living in a world where everyone preaches about acceptance, yet nobody wants to take action, what are we really doing for the world? When your friends don't understand you, how do they expect you to understand yourself? When it really comes down to it...do we have to accept and understand ourselves before we can accept and understand the world around us?

It amazes me how many people live their lives according to the labels that society has created. We, all of us, have made the world so hateful and so cruel by labeling everyone into a certain category. He's gay, (remember when that just meant happy?). She's a nerd. They're the emo kids. That's a transgender. She's a lesbian. He's a hipster. They're jocks.. All these stupid little labels have caused "cliques" and "labels". They're created a means for singling people out and judging others. I don't understand it. Why can't we just be people? People with different hobbies, different ways of dressings, different sexual preferences...why does it have to this or that? We are all human beings...can't we just leave it at that? So much hate and chaos and confusion could have been avoided and can be stopped in the future if we just drop these damn labels. 

I miss being 10 years old with the ability to just be outside from 9am -9pm and never feeling bored. Having that imagination and that sense of wonder, now all I do is sit on my bed, work, take care of my pets and stare at a computer screen while my friends are doing the same thing. Even when we're all together, all we do is eat and talk. What happened to drawing with chalk, playing tag, blasting music and dancing like nobody was watching. What happened to just not caring what other people thought? When did it all become so real and so boring? Why does imagination and that sense of wonder have to fade as we grow up?