i went to an event yesterday that made me realize three things.
1. others have it worse than i do.
2. these people make the best of it.
3. these people are happier than i am.
so christine, shut up. shut up about everything you think is so d r e a d f u l in your life, because it's not that big of a deal. you stress yourself out, and you stress out the people around you. no one cares to hear about the bad going on in your life. honestly, they can't change it, they can't make it better, and they can't resolve it. the only think that will make anything better is your a t t i t u d e. if shit happens, take it and work with it. don't be such a pansy. get your shit together, you're not a child anymore.
don't blame God, the universe, or others for the things going on in your life. everything that happens in your life was meant to happen. believe it or not, there's a bigger scope of things. what matters now, what's making you angry now, what's making you sad now, probably won't bother you in a week-- let alone a few hours. you are sporadic, unstable, and fickle. take a hold of your emotions. don't make it a big deal, because you know you're going to get over it soon. then you'll feel r e a l l y stupid for saying the things you did, doing the things you did, or thinking the way you did.
i'm not saying this to mock myself. another one of my e p i p h a n i e s. another attempt at the perfect dosage for an incurable self-diagnoses. i have my days, but that's okay. be a little reckless if that's what you gotta do. blow a fuse if you think it's worth starting a fire. at the end of the day, you're the one that's going to be cleaning up the m e s s you made.
p.s. i had to delete seven "fucks", because i will give zero fucks.
t h a t ' s f u c k i n g r i g h t.
