People would stop complaining to me that they have problems
EVERYONE HAS PROBLEMS.
Personally, I think it is selfish to constantly moan about your life.
There are other people in the world whose problems are SO much more serious than yours.
People in Japan, perhaps?
Yes, so seriously? Grow up.
You don’t see me complaining about my life do you?
No. Because I don’t like to bring people down all the time.
And it is NOT because I’m ‘constantly happy’ because believe me, I’m not, of course I’m not. I feel everything you do and most likely more. Trust me, hun, my problems are probably ten times worse than yours.
And I’m not complaining.
So bottom line, is suck it up. Tell it to your cats. :)
I have no idea what you do, but it has such a great effect on me.
You can treat me horribly, and I will still smile at the thought of you.
You can ignore me, and I will just wait for you to talk to me when you are ready to.
You can just use me and I will still be right there any time you want something.
You can never think about me, ever, but I will still donate my thoughts to you.
You can break it, but my heart will still go mad when you talk to me.
You make me feel so many things at once: nervous, anxious, angry, frustrated, happy, confused, sad. Is it even possible to be happy and sad?
When I think of you I usually trip over or drop whatever I’m holding or dither around until I remember what I’m supposed to be doing.
And really, only you can have that effect on me. My brain just turns to mush.
Now tell me, do you have that effect on her?
Can’t we just take her out of the picture? I mean seriously, she lifts right out! And that way I don’t have to feel guilty about everything. I can just message you freely and when I want to, and I won’t have to wander around for an hour debating if I should or not. I wont have to stay up all night thinking about if you will be too busy with her to answer me. You can just be you and I can be just me. And you won’t belong to anybody and neither will I. And we can just hang out even if it’s just as friends; I don’t care as long as we can just talk with no her involved.
But whatever. I get it. I’m being silly right? You care about her obviously, and not about me. And I don’t think that will ever change.
So I’ll just smile at the thought of you while you treat me horribly. I’ll just wait for you to talk to me when you’re ready to. I’ll just expect to be used again when you want something. I’ll just give my every thought to you, even though you won’t spare me even one. And I’ll let my heart go crazy when I think of you even though you’re whose breaking it.
I mean it. I am sick of all this ‘self loathing’ crap. It does no good. It only hurts. And we all do it. Why is it that when we look in the mirror, we only see our flaws? Why can’t we see the us everybody else sees?
The phrase ‘No one is perfect’ is such a lie.
Everyone is perfect. If you were any closer to the image of yourself that you imagine, it would make you imperfect. If you looked like a super model you would be imperfect. It would be wrong. You would not be you. You already are, a perfect version of you.
Sure, we all have flaws, but that is what makes us perfect. If we did not have flaws, we would be basically identical, bland robots.
So please, don’t you hurt yourself because you believe that you are too ugly or too fat or too thin because