Am I just strange or
Does everyone feel like shit when their significant other posts a great big "what's the point of life" post?
the eighties... I was born.
the nineties... Kurt Cobain killed himself... and Bradley what's his face from sublime...
the... 2000's... I got married a lot and moved a lot...
Who cares? I mean I feel bad that people are dying and gas prices are high and all that other crap... but jeezus it doesn't make me feel like my life is meaningless. Or that there's no point. My life isn't dictated by what other people accomplish or fail in theirs. Sure - gas prices effect me, I'd be naive to say the president being crap doesn't effect me but far be it from me to be enlightened here ...but damn.
the eighties... I accomplished... well life... and walking and talking and shit. in other news: Insulin was invented...we launched the first space shuttle - columbia... MTV was made.....some shit went town in Iran...liposuction was introduced.... gandhi gets massacred...
the nineties... I accomplished... elementary and middle school... all in one decade baby lol... I smoked my first cigarette... in other news ; gulf war, waco, and some clinton
the 2000's.... I got married. A lot. in other news; september 11th and cloning things.
Cry about it. Celebrate it... or look more closely. Shit sucked. Shit was good. Whatever. What did you accomplish? I think sometimes that the animosity to how the world works is a direct reflection to the regret the you've done nothing with your life in those time periods. And now you have... you're too daft to recognize it.
I have learned to know myself.
I have learned that when my parents said "everyone's good" they apparently forgot to throw me in a bubble so I couldn't find out the truth to that statement (which i have and it's the opposite)
I have learned how to love unconditionally.
I have learned who deserves that.
I have learned that just because you have a big fight - it doesn't mean it's over.
I have learned that I can accomplish anything that my life throws at me, and come out a stronger woman.
I have learned to idolize my mother, but recognize her as an individual, and a human being, and that she makes mistakes like I do.
The list drolls on.
I mean yeah. Our world, economy, blah blah blah sucks right now - but a few days ago my best friend and I taught my puppy how to swim... the day after that I got to catch fish on a beautiful day on my first time in a boat... I woke up this morning, and though less of himself lately than ever, I saw the man I'm trying to spend the rest of my life with. this is what I've been trying to teach you. because people are starving in rwanda... and bombs are killing babies in Iraq - it's not that there's anything I won't do about it it's that there's nothing I CAN do about it. But I CAN clean the house for my husband. I CAN really enjoy taking my dog for a ride in the truck. I can sit down and look at the life I've created for myself and know every night I've done the best I can.
Not appreciating the things others don't have - is perhaps the biggest insult to them. Something in the universe allowed you to get this far, and be who you are - you can either be happy with both or change them. Complaining about the way things are and not taking time to improve the things you have will continually be the biggest thing holding you back from fullfilling... yourself and the people around you.
When you can realize those things, you can know you've grown up and become a stronger man. That proudly, and with all of your accomplishments beside you, you can call yourself a man.
Sorry this was after school special-y... but it was something definitely needed to be said. (even though it was said 11 months ago in a jeep commanche pick up truck in newport news shipyard at approximately 445 am - and is the one conversation apparently responsible for my marriage not being as good as it sometimes could be)
I love you... but you really need to open your eyes.
the eighties... I was born.
the nineties... Kurt Cobain killed himself... and Bradley what's his face from sublime...
the... 2000's... I got married a lot and moved a lot...
Who cares? I mean I feel bad that people are dying and gas prices are high and all that other crap... but jeezus it doesn't make me feel like my life is meaningless. Or that there's no point. My life isn't dictated by what other people accomplish or fail in theirs. Sure - gas prices effect me, I'd be naive to say the president being crap doesn't effect me but far be it from me to be enlightened here ...but damn.
the eighties... I accomplished... well life... and walking and talking and shit. in other news: Insulin was invented...we launched the first space shuttle - columbia... MTV was made.....some shit went town in Iran...liposuction was introduced.... gandhi gets massacred...
the nineties... I accomplished... elementary and middle school... all in one decade baby lol... I smoked my first cigarette... in other news ; gulf war, waco, and some clinton
the 2000's.... I got married. A lot. in other news; september 11th and cloning things.
Cry about it. Celebrate it... or look more closely. Shit sucked. Shit was good. Whatever. What did you accomplish? I think sometimes that the animosity to how the world works is a direct reflection to the regret the you've done nothing with your life in those time periods. And now you have... you're too daft to recognize it.
I have learned to know myself.
I have learned that when my parents said "everyone's good" they apparently forgot to throw me in a bubble so I couldn't find out the truth to that statement (which i have and it's the opposite)
I have learned how to love unconditionally.
I have learned who deserves that.
I have learned that just because you have a big fight - it doesn't mean it's over.
I have learned that I can accomplish anything that my life throws at me, and come out a stronger woman.
I have learned to idolize my mother, but recognize her as an individual, and a human being, and that she makes mistakes like I do.
The list drolls on.
I mean yeah. Our world, economy, blah blah blah sucks right now - but a few days ago my best friend and I taught my puppy how to swim... the day after that I got to catch fish on a beautiful day on my first time in a boat... I woke up this morning, and though less of himself lately than ever, I saw the man I'm trying to spend the rest of my life with. this is what I've been trying to teach you. because people are starving in rwanda... and bombs are killing babies in Iraq - it's not that there's anything I won't do about it it's that there's nothing I CAN do about it. But I CAN clean the house for my husband. I CAN really enjoy taking my dog for a ride in the truck. I can sit down and look at the life I've created for myself and know every night I've done the best I can.
Not appreciating the things others don't have - is perhaps the biggest insult to them. Something in the universe allowed you to get this far, and be who you are - you can either be happy with both or change them. Complaining about the way things are and not taking time to improve the things you have will continually be the biggest thing holding you back from fullfilling... yourself and the people around you.
When you can realize those things, you can know you've grown up and become a stronger man. That proudly, and with all of your accomplishments beside you, you can call yourself a man.
Sorry this was after school special-y... but it was something definitely needed to be said. (even though it was said 11 months ago in a jeep commanche pick up truck in newport news shipyard at approximately 445 am - and is the one conversation apparently responsible for my marriage not being as good as it sometimes could be)
I love you... but you really need to open your eyes.