Instead

I googled “what to do instead of facebook.” I think facebook is what has been fueling all of my irritability, because there are so many people in the world who are just… nasty. People are assholes nowadays, which ties in with my post yesterday. I think the more I get wrapped up in seeing what is out there on the internet that people post on their facebook, the more I realize that more people get worse every day. People get offended by what others think, but there must be quite a few people out there who do things to get recognition, or to see how far they can push social limits.

It’s actually really discouraging, to be honest. I have seen that 90% of the people with whom I’ve come in contact just don’t have compassion anymore. It’s all about them and what they want, whether someone tells them not to do it or not. There is a complete disregard for the law, and equally a disregard for the compassion of others. I know I have said that people should stay out of other people’s business, but compassion is different. You don’t have to be in someone’s business to be courteous and realize that the things you do could affect them. Actions that don’t seem to affect anyone but yourself can affect other people. Those people who do drugs affect their families’ emotional state and sometimes even their financial state. The people who have to be out in front of everyone in a line or out driving affect others because people don’t like confrontation, and those who drive recklessly put others at risk of property damage or even worse, the possibility of a fatal crash.

That person who accidentally bumped into you at the store, whom you glared at or made a nasty comment to, could be fighting a mental battle that they feel they can only fight through self-harm.

When I did my google search, there were some other searches suggested at the bottom. Three out of about ten of them asked, “what to do instead of cutting.” I can’t say that I have ever been suicidal, although the thought has crossed my mind about what would happen if I was actually gone. I can say, however, that I know how it feels to have mental pain that I couldn’t figure out how to relieve. I was a preteenager, or maybe thirteen, so it has been quite a few years since then and I have changed my outlook on how to relieve pain. But I know that there are still people of that age out there who haven’t moved past it yet and are suffering, because of someone else’s choices or actions.

I think sometimes the struggle for me is to understand why people have to act the way they do. Has the media so affected us that we see someone that has power and we need to feel as if we have power over someone else? The need for power is probably ingrained in us and has been for many years, because if we submit to other people, we might lose out on resources that we need to survive. But many things that we encounter today have nothing to do with getting resources. Using my driving example, is cutting someone off really going to help you get where you need to go any faster? Is being discourteous helping you at all? All that does is frustrate someone else and make you angry. There have been at least three instances in my city within the last month where someone got a bad case of road rage and shot someone else. At least one person died, because two cars were on the road traveling somewhere and one person didn’t like how the other person was “in their way” or what have you.

It’s really discouraging. I can safely say that I have lost 90% of my faith in humanity. So, instead of subjecting myself to the plights of people I wouldn’t ever meet in real life by staying on social media, and I would like to try to focus on what I am doing to make sure my life is happy. I have been interested in learning the German and Russian languages lately, and there are several woodworking projects that I would love to get started and completed. I am working toward becoming a law enforcement officer, so I need to train for that, physically and mentally, to learn how to assist people on the calls I will get while staying emotionally detached so their problems do not become my mental problems.

Focusing on the betterment of my life, instead of getting wrapped up in the deterioration of others’. I’d like to make myself focus on the roses in life, rather than the thorns.

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Judgment

You know what I find funny in the strange way? Why do people seem to judge everything everyone does?
Most of what we all do is, at the time, the best thing for us. Whether it ends up nasty later or if it remains the best, we still made that decision and it is done. So why do people judge and say “you’ll change your mind” or “you do it because you’re controlled by XYZ” or any other hare brained, bone headed poison that ends up coming out.
I am guilty of it, no one is saying I’m perfect. But lately I have been trying to remember, people all like different things and I can’t change anyone’s life or anyone’s mind except mine. No one else’s life is my business, and all I need to do is support them, even if I think it’s not right. Because, people are going to do what they’re going to do anyway, and if it doesn’t affect your life at all, why should you have any input?

I have an idea, and I told a “friend” at work. She said she wouldn’t do it because of reasons, and when I told her my thought process on it, she said “it doesn’t matter what I say, you’re going to do it anyway because you’re controlled by money.”
Bitch, I can advise against you going out and getting shit faced every weekend and having sex with whomever because of the STDs you can get because you’re controlled by your impulses. But do i? Nope. It’s your life and your actions don’t affect me, so who am I to say anything to you about it?

It’s really upsetting that people are assholes nowadays. Is this what goes through their heads? :

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pissed off

how come every other immigrant from every other fucking country takes the time to learn the common language in america and yet people who come from our direct south border want to bring all their bullshit here? bitch, you fucking came to my country, i’m not going to learn your fucking language. you made the fucking choice to come here, i didn’t force you to come here. we dont’ want all your bullshit here so our country turns into yours because you refuse to adapt to our culture. if i went to your shithole country, would you be speaking my language? fucking no, i’d get shot. or beheaded. or shanked. or whatever the fuck else your country is into. but you come here and i have to learn your fucking language? no, fuck off. go the fuck back to where you came from and leave all your bullshit there.