It hit me like a lightbulb!
I just had an epihany driving 65 mph down the Matthews Bridge coming home from one of the best evenings I've had in quite awhile. I went to a dinner party at my friend Chris's house with some people that I don't particularly care for (and the feeling is mutual on their part, I'm sure) and I was dreading it. Fortunate to me, they left at like 10:00 from the part and there 5 of us left around Chris' firepit in his backyard. I can't tell you how much fun I had with 4 complete strangers (and my best friend) just talking and having a genuine good time. No strings, no drama, just good company. The people that left were older, and really didn't have much to look forward to. I then went out and hung out with some friends at the gay club. There were some people there I didn't care for there either, who tried to point out that they had a boyfriend and I didn't. This kind of hurt, but my friends took me away and made me smile for the rest of my time at the club
Well, I was listening to Bob Dylan's "Like A Rolling Stone" at the top volumes in my car, and it hit me. All these people who I don't particularly like have their best years behind them. They have nothing else to look forward to, and have hit their prime. This is all they have in their lives, and they're content with that and trying to make others feel lesser because they're insecure with themselves. I have no attachments to anyone or anything,a nd I don't settle for less to make myself feel better in certian aspects of my life, while sacrificing another. I don't ditch my friends, nor do I treat people in ways I wouldn't want to be (for the most part). Nor have I sold myself short to have a "trophy boyfriend", and there's no reason I shouldn't like myself. I have my whole life ahead of me, and damn it I am going to make the most of it!
This goes for the people I mentioned in my last post. I don't want to sound conceited, but they're missing out on a great person: me. I am a good-hearted, funny, and decently attractive person and their opinion of me doesn't matter one damn bit. I'm Casey Hampton, and I have a lot to give to the world, regardless of what they say. I don't have to worry about being middle-aged and trying to prove to a 20 year old that my life is better than the 20 year-old's. Why? Because my life, in all realization is pretty damn good. They can't beat me if I don't want them to. Nor can they hurt me. If you don't like me, or you can't be around me, or want me only for sex, well then you're just missing out on a great person. Everything will happen to me in time, and though I need to learn patience, I know this deep down. Again, I don't want to sound conceited, but I feel damn good and I wanted to share it, and it's all thanks to Bob Dylan. Thanks for reading this :)