you know that old saying, about how you only hurt the ones you love...
I remember back in the early days of highschool when I hung out with all cutters that I used to think their reasons for it were pretty stupid; oh their parents didn't like them and they didn't fit in, big deal, get over it. Sooner or later, when I started cutting myself, I used to think I was so fucking smart, I had it all figured out, I only did it because my life was so hard and nothing ever worked out and it was such an existential tragedy to be me. I was a fucking asshole. Thankfully I escaped that phase of my life with a bare minimum of physical scars, but everything that happens in your life drags itself across your mind and it becomes part of who you are.
I can probably track it down in my life, as I'm sure everyone else can, just what has convinced you that your life is just that much harder and more meaningful or profound or tragic than anyone elses. We all do, well, most of as at least, there are a lucky few that can just accept their lives as they are and truly don't need to prove anything to anyone else, but they are few and far between. Most of us will always see ourselves as the one being done wrong in a situation, and we become blinded to how our actions are affecting the people around us. We're too busy trying to blame them for the collapse of every ideal we chose to force upon them, since being done wrong so many times, we al know how everything should really run.
The important thing to realize here is that people don't hurt people, people hurt each other. Yes, other people will hurt you, but you have to always remember to step back and try to realize how your actions are making them feel. As much as anything in your life has ever hurt, it doesn't hurt as much as realizing how much harm you've done to someone you care about while you were too busy blaming them for everything to notice.
Some lessons you just learn the hard way.
Every once and a while you figure something out that just changes everything.
This journal is over.
I can probably track it down in my life, as I'm sure everyone else can, just what has convinced you that your life is just that much harder and more meaningful or profound or tragic than anyone elses. We all do, well, most of as at least, there are a lucky few that can just accept their lives as they are and truly don't need to prove anything to anyone else, but they are few and far between. Most of us will always see ourselves as the one being done wrong in a situation, and we become blinded to how our actions are affecting the people around us. We're too busy trying to blame them for the collapse of every ideal we chose to force upon them, since being done wrong so many times, we al know how everything should really run.
The important thing to realize here is that people don't hurt people, people hurt each other. Yes, other people will hurt you, but you have to always remember to step back and try to realize how your actions are making them feel. As much as anything in your life has ever hurt, it doesn't hurt as much as realizing how much harm you've done to someone you care about while you were too busy blaming them for everything to notice.
Some lessons you just learn the hard way.
Every once and a while you figure something out that just changes everything.
This journal is over.