Excuse me while I rant for a minute.
I am my own worse critic. I know that I am not a super model. I know that I am fat. I know I have a bad temper sometimes. I know some days I am a basket case. There isn’t anything someone could say about me that I don’t already know. I over analyze every single thing that I say and do. I imagine so many what if’s in a day it makes my head spin. Some days I have a hard time putting myself together. Every day I feel like I don’t really know what I am doing with life. Does anyone ever have their shit together every single minute of every single day? I think not.
So while I can sit here and imagine all the what if’s that will transform me into the person my mind thinks I should be, I also know there are good things about me too. I don’t need someone telling me my faults because, trust me, I already know.
Why can’t people just let others be happy? We all know our own faults and probably dislike ourselves more than our own worse enemy. Nobody is perfect. Everyone has their own thoughts on what attractive means. We all have our own variations of “normal”. Just because someone doesn’t act or dress the way that we would, doesn’t mean we are better than they are. We all only have one shot to make the most out of our lives. Yet we spend so much of it judging and criticizing other people. Often times, people we do not even know on a first name basis, if even at all. If anything this says more about our character than the ones we are judging.
We live in a greedy selfish society where money means more than the life a human. Kids being killed because people want the things they cannot have or afford. When did society start taking human life, or any life, for granted? Every day I am seeing stories about the sick, twisted, greedy, and selfish people causing mayhem in their cities. People killing people for the most ridiculous things. People killing animals for pleasure.
Why can’t people just let others be? If a man wants to wear a dress, let him. If a mom wants to have 19 kids, let her. If a person born male would be happier as a female, let them. If gay people want to be married and have children, let them. Assuming that people are not hurting others in doing what makes them happy, then why the hell can’t they? What is so wrong with having a happy society that we have to snicker at those who are not like ourselves?
The older I am getting the more I realize how twisted this society is getting, or has been. Perhaps my blinders were on before, but heck, what is this world coming to? Is everyone going mad?
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