A Day Like Any Other…

Mon, 10 November 2014, 02:16 By: WeeGee Category: Life, Love, Personale

“I like being alone. At least I convince myself that I’m better off that way. And then I met someoneā€¦ […]. She changed me. And then she left… We’re better off alone. We suffer alone. We die alone. Doesn’t matter if you’re a model husband or father of the year. Tomorrow will be the same for you.”

This post changed somewhat, just before I wanted to write it, so now it’s a couple of weeks older than first intended, and has more content. And it is pretty personal, but what the heck, everyone and everything is on Facebook nowadays, might as well put some horrible stuff here and no one would see it…

Your birthday is just a day like any other. But I’ve probably never been more upset, sad, confused, vexed, angry, low and disappointed than I’ve felt in the last few months. Not necessarily any of those… states separately, but the mixture of them all, combined. The thing is… you have an experience, you make some mistakes and it fails, but you learn from those mistakes, you change for the better, or try at least, and when you have another experience you realize that those learnt lessons don’t apply… because things can and are usually different. And people, too. And you didn’t use those lessons wrong but you started the experience with the wrong assumption. There are some who don’t know how to be alone or without someone, so they may push you away with their neediness (or not, if you like it that way). And there are some who don’t know how to be with someone, and they push you away with their independence and personal freedom, with wanting everything perfect and having a zero limit for compromise, so they won’t even communicate what they don’t like. Who thought that not being superficial and actually expressing your heart and mind, somehow makes you a drama queen… probably the people who are actually afraid of living. It’s also funny when your set of values have some inconsistencies… but I guess everyone is entitled to their hypocrisies. And it’s OK to have a stick up your ass, but it’s not really OK to think that, once removed, your stick doesn’t stink…

From the “philosopher” Greg House to the philosopher Camus:
“If those whom we begin to love could know us as we were before meeting them… they could perceive what they have made of us.”

But it’s OK after all… new experience, new mistakes, new personal improvements, new lessons. Acknowledge your failures, learn from them and next time be more prepared. And remember not to change who you are, just improve where you can or need to. It’s gonna be hard, as Louis CK said. But nothing great is really simple…

Also, this video is good and fits, and it can apply to any gender, to some level at least.

And now I’m sad and disappointed again, though on another level. But, funny thing, it’s related to the same place and after only a few months. And I’m afraid this can’t go on for long, and I may have to run away…

Ending this post with another quote from another great TV series:
“My wife is seven months pregnant with a baby we didn’t intend. My fifteen-year old son has cerebral palsy. I am an extremely overqualified high school chemistry teacher. When I can work, I make $43,700 per year. I have watched all of my colleagues and friends surpass me in every way imaginable. And within eighteen months, I will be dead. And you ask why I ran?”

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