It Gets So Bad, But I Just Keep Coming Back For More..
It Gets So Bad, But I Just Keep Coming Back For More..
When I was a kid, the possibilites seemed endless. Everybody could play third base for the Dodgers. Hell, everybody could save the world. You get all of these life lessons as a child, that you're supposed to take into consideration every step along the way. You're supposed to use all of these rules and stipulations and advice to make a better life for yourself when you become an adult. It's supposed to translate clearly when you're trying to find your place in society as a grown-up.
So you grow up and maybe you go to college or a trade school and you carve a life out for yourself in order to someday have a family of your own and perpetuate the cycle. And with all of these lessons, we're supposed to feel equipped for life in our America.
But what if you're not? What if it all feels like bullshit? What if, no matter what you do, how miserable or joyous you might be, a good part of you will always feel like a bull in a china shop? What if things that are you supposed to be simple overwhelm you? What if things that are supposed to make sense, seem complicated and terrifying? What if you're scared to connect and scared to be alone? What if love just kills you, even in the happiest of times? What if you're absolutely horrified by the enormity of it all?
It gets so bad that you're scared to touch anyone. It gets to be that you can't function in this grown-up society. It gets to feel like the possibilities were never really as endless as you were led to believe.
What if you feel more like a ghost than a person? And, perhaps, worst of all, what if you still want to save the world?
Perfection is only an illusion,
BR
When I was a kid, the possibilites seemed endless. Everybody could play third base for the Dodgers. Hell, everybody could save the world. You get all of these life lessons as a child, that you're supposed to take into consideration every step along the way. You're supposed to use all of these rules and stipulations and advice to make a better life for yourself when you become an adult. It's supposed to translate clearly when you're trying to find your place in society as a grown-up.
So you grow up and maybe you go to college or a trade school and you carve a life out for yourself in order to someday have a family of your own and perpetuate the cycle. And with all of these lessons, we're supposed to feel equipped for life in our America.
But what if you're not? What if it all feels like bullshit? What if, no matter what you do, how miserable or joyous you might be, a good part of you will always feel like a bull in a china shop? What if things that are you supposed to be simple overwhelm you? What if things that are supposed to make sense, seem complicated and terrifying? What if you're scared to connect and scared to be alone? What if love just kills you, even in the happiest of times? What if you're absolutely horrified by the enormity of it all?
It gets so bad that you're scared to touch anyone. It gets to be that you can't function in this grown-up society. It gets to feel like the possibilities were never really as endless as you were led to believe.
What if you feel more like a ghost than a person? And, perhaps, worst of all, what if you still want to save the world?
Perfection is only an illusion,
BR