women shouldn't be allowed to read; they start to think.
I find it sad and disappointing that I still encounter people in my age bracket that are so self-involved and lack the utter capacity to worry about anything but meaningless bullshit.
What was supposed to be my childhood was replaced by playing mother hen for my younger sister while the only parent present in our life, my mom, tried to hold down jobs and go to college. The same goes for the kids I grew up with; some of my friends had babies while they were still babies, some had incredibly broken homes, some developed drug habits, some struggled financially. I have even witnessed some of the kids I grew up with turn to prostitution (I am not lying). None of the people I went to elementary or high school with "had it easy". That's why it's so hard for me to sympathize for those who were and are still better off than what I ever was or am right now.
Many people who are my age have never known these type of responsibilities and probably never will. Yet they still complain about so much that they don't even fully understand...it's so hard for them to open their eyes and look the fuck around.
Of course, I am above no one, and can't make the assumption that one's problems are more severe then the next, but it is really hard to spread the differences when I understand a problem as something I can relate with as opposed to a problem I consider miniscule.
For example, I can't relate with someone who's major concerns are judging others by their outward appearance. Admit it--you're threatened by what it seems like they have so you're making up for your lack in confidence by being a complete asshole or bitch. I can't relate with someone who makes fun of or completley puts down a total stranger based soley on stereotyping. Nothing is ever what it seems.
Finally, I won't even try to relate to someone who doesn't know how to think on their own two feet and realize that the problems in their life might exist because of them and them alone.
What was supposed to be my childhood was replaced by playing mother hen for my younger sister while the only parent present in our life, my mom, tried to hold down jobs and go to college. The same goes for the kids I grew up with; some of my friends had babies while they were still babies, some had incredibly broken homes, some developed drug habits, some struggled financially. I have even witnessed some of the kids I grew up with turn to prostitution (I am not lying). None of the people I went to elementary or high school with "had it easy". That's why it's so hard for me to sympathize for those who were and are still better off than what I ever was or am right now.
Many people who are my age have never known these type of responsibilities and probably never will. Yet they still complain about so much that they don't even fully understand...it's so hard for them to open their eyes and look the fuck around.
Of course, I am above no one, and can't make the assumption that one's problems are more severe then the next, but it is really hard to spread the differences when I understand a problem as something I can relate with as opposed to a problem I consider miniscule.
For example, I can't relate with someone who's major concerns are judging others by their outward appearance. Admit it--you're threatened by what it seems like they have so you're making up for your lack in confidence by being a complete asshole or bitch. I can't relate with someone who makes fun of or completley puts down a total stranger based soley on stereotyping. Nothing is ever what it seems.
Finally, I won't even try to relate to someone who doesn't know how to think on their own two feet and realize that the problems in their life might exist because of them and them alone.