I've noticed something about the people around me. No, not immediate family or friends but the general populace and even tertiary friends. They all seem to be so sad, all the time and not really for any reason. You pass a man on the street wearing nice clothes, with a gorgeous wife and wonderful children and yet he has the saddest eyes. It's like people now a days don't know how to be happy, how to cope with anything around them.
Take me for example, when I get sad, I have reasons. They aren't anything so large they are beyond the scope of man or sinister and esoteric. If I am sad about having no money then I have no god damned reason to bitch. If I want more money then I need to go make more money. Though in general I am quite a happy person. I have a good family, food in my belly, friends who love me and a roof over my head. I have nothing to truly be sad about. Yes I am a single, overweight, gay man with a mild god complex and a love of all things unhealthy but this isn't a real reason to be unhappy. Now if I was at the bottom of a tiger pit, impaled on spikes then yeah I get a free pass to be fucking depressed.
But alas I am here living in California and enjoying a good life. Yet when I see friends of mine get depressed, it puzzles me as to why. Because from what I see they each have a pretty sweet deal. Now I get that they have their own reasons for it and a method to their madness but it still boggles me. All of the negative things in my life, truly are choices so in all fairness I don't have a right to be sad. I just don't get a free pass to be pissy or angry because I'm chubby and I smoke. Jesus christ people these are defining character traits that make me who I am. That make up my own personality. Without them what would I be? Another thin pretty person who skated by on good looks and charm but is so fucking two dimensional, they can't bare to be in a room by themselves? No, that isn't me, I don't get the right to be sad for no reason! If I lose a leg fighting for my countries freedom then sure I can, but as an overfed lazy American, I don't get shit.
I get to buck up and quit bitching like all of you should. I am so fucking tired of pointless sadness because a shirt isn't black enough or I can't find the right guy so I whore around as much as possible, yet being a whore makes me sad. No you fucking don't. It's called take charge of your shitty life and quit being a cunt. Thats it, life is as simple as that. Two rules:
1. Don't be a cunt.
2. Take charge of your own shitty life.
These are two of the fundamental laws of this world. Hell if I had a math degree, I am sure I could find an equation that says these two rules.
So fuck self help books, fuck therapists and fuck Dr.Phil and Maury and all that shit. Follow these two simple rules and you can attain whatever you seek and the best part is, they are so stupidly simple. Don't let changeable problems bring you down, you are better than that. You are a modern day human. The human species evolved through countless generations of trial and error, crawling inch by inch through the shit soup of life to finally be where we are today. We did not drags ourselves thousands of years for you to shit your self complaining that you got whole milk instead of skim in your shitty coffee!
So don't be another sheep and be sad because you broke a heel, or your kids aren't smart enough or you wasted your life. Pick your dumb ass off the ground and keep marching.
Now go take a hot shower, sit your ass down and think about what I just said....
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