Lemme tell you something, faceless Internet: I've been there. I've had my ups and downs like y'all. And, lemme tell ya something else: you think that it never gets better. Really. You sit there, morose and brooding, like a tiny sliver of insanity and truth (because they're the same; who can deny it?) and you see through all these lies people feed themselves about love and life and happiness. And you know for a fact that it doesn't exist. And it's not some suicidal, Hell-but-no-Heaven thing. It's just matter of fact.
But buck up, bitches. Because this shit does get better. You'll meet someone who pulls you out of that rut and makes you feel like a fucking human again. And once you do, don't let them go. Be honest. Excruciatingly so. Take chances. Don't make the same mistakes you made before. Talk about your feelings, even if it's terrifying-- if I can do it successfully, so can you. Shower together. Try things you've never done before, and not just sexual things. Anything at all. Even if you two don't make it forever (and let's fucking face it: who does?) you'll have checked a lot off of your bucket list, and gotten laid a lot. Heartbreak's worth this.
Maybe you'll be one of the lucky ones who pulls themselves out of a rut, in which case I congratulate you. You're admirable indeed; a force to be reckoned with. Kudos to you, and your new found motivation in life. I don't have much to say to you, because if you're in this category you're better than me, to be sure.
In any case, don't merely exist; live. Don't settle for less than what you've dreamed of; there's plenty of time for that when we're old and decrepit. Don't let happiness slip away because you're too busy feeling sorry for yourself. Yeah, life's shit sometimes but you deserve better than this. You deserve to be happy. You deserve to have your great days outweigh your not-so-great ones. You deserve to understand what all those damn songs are about. You deserve love.
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