Aug 01, 2006 22:43
I'm eternally amused by people who decide they can proclaim the truth of someone else's life, emotions, or actions.
No one can tell me that I don't feel X. No one can tell me that my life is a farce, a falsehood, an emptiness that I attempt to fill up in any way I can.
You know what? If you want to pass judgement on other people, that's fine. Freedom of speech, after all. But perhaps you should look at your motivations in playing some omnipotent being who knows all, and can proclaim the truth or falsehood of anything.
It always makes me sad when people that I had hopes for, people I once cared about, let me down. It makes me sadder when they let me down so SPECTACULARLY, and then continue to dig and dig and dig and dig the hole they've fallen into.
But at a certain point, I cease to feel sad... and I just have to laugh, and feel pity. Such a sad, sad life someone has to lead to feel the need to cut down, minimize, people... just to distance oneself from that former life, those former friends. Just to change who you are to fit who someone else wants you to be.
Determine your own truth.
The rest of the world will do just fine without you.