Friday, June 30, 2017

A letter to my childhood self A retrospective

A letter to my childhood self
A retrospective
Hey you,
How are you feeling? I know you've seen some hard times, but you excel in appreciating the good times. You're the best at see the good in people and the better possibilities.

You have more hope and thoughtfulness than most of the people around you. I can tell you why people do the things that they do. It's because they use to know better, but they don't anymore. A lot of people use to be like you but they grew out of it.

They grew out of seeing the best in anything, including themselves. As life goes on people go through different things and everyone develops a different meaning of survival. They also develop a different reality from the bubble that was formed around them than they were little to the bubble that they make for themselves as they go through life with less control from their families or whomever cared for them.

It really doesn't matter how you're doing in school in the long run. The school system we use is over 150 years old, and it's the only format that we still use that is that old. Don't worry about conforming to an outdated system. You'll do just fine in life the way you are.

People are going to try to take away your hope and determination, but you can't let them. Always do what you feel is right. Don't standing up for others, and being yourself. Even when being yourself is hard and you wish you could be someone else, continue to be yourself. I can assure you that it's worth it.

And, don't worry about going on to "great things" because what that means for you is different from what that means to other people. Your "great thing" is already within you. Don't be ashamed of it or hide it.


Others have limited their own "great thing" but don't limit yours. People will try to put limits on you, but you will break them. You will not be stopped. The only person allowed to limit you is yourself.

The pick on you because they think it will make you tough. They pick on you because they don't understand sadness. You think they understand because they cry, but they don't understand your sadness.

There's a big bright world out there were people mistreat other, and sometimes they will mistreat you. You may also mistreat others, for whatever reason. Forgive others and forgive yourself. Don't forget. Learn from others and yourself. Don't let it happen again as if you didn't learn from it.

I know you don't have any good examples of what "forgiveness" is, but you'll meet more people and get better examples later.

Enjoy yourself.

Sunday, June 11, 2017

Suicide

Last night I found out that my ex-roommate, Kelsey, committed suicide a few days ago. Kelsey herself was a person that was very lost and tragic. She had a lot of issues that she refused to go get help for it and had every reason Under the Sun for what she did except for anyways to resolve them. As the person, she was terrible and very difficult to live with. She also did other things that were instances of betrayal against others outside of the house, so I don't really pity her. But as another human being it is very tragic that someone would be at such a loss that suicide would be there only considerable option. I believe that as long as one is alive they always have another chance, but to commit suicide is when someone believes that they don't have any more chances no matter how much life they have left to live. Suicide is not cowardice, it is tragic. Based on my own beliefs, I hope what she finds whatever she was looking for somewhere else.

My condolences to her friends, family, and most recent housemates.

Tuesday, June 06, 2017

House update

Update on the housemate I wanted out: The house manager wants him here to give him another chance, so I've developed a neutral attitude towards him. He's dropped a lot of the bad habits that he came with, and he's done a lot of what I've asked him to do, so far.
He's reproduced, so we're already seeing less as him as he prepares for his offspring, if all goes "normally". You know what I mean.
My boundaries are still clear and set, and I expect them to be respected as I respect everyone else's/ But, as a person, I still dislike him just because he talks to much and says near nothing of value.
I've decided to continue looking for a new place through summer, because if I can find more relatable housemates in a better house, but if nothing else suits me I won't cry about it.