so i’ve heard that there are good people in the world. and i have this stepfather who is generally an angel. but he’s, i would suppose, human. human in that-
somewhere, deep down, when nobody’s looking, people are petty, blind, stupid, immature, ingenuine, farcical, prejudiced, lying, selfish, ungrateful, sex-driven, etc. in some way
and i just can’t stand being surrounded by all of it. for some reason i suspect everybody of having these ugly sides. i’m all of the above too. and for some reason i just can’t stand that this is the world we live in. i usually ignore it but today it just drove me crazy.
i’ve had a pretty good life. not a really good one, but i’m not paralyzed, am not homeless, nor is my family breadline poor. i just wish i had guts to end it all. i’m a lazy, unskilled, disgusting, spoiled mooch without a future who hates herself and who needs to go. i’ve heard asian countries have the highest suicide rates. i wish i had courage or, at least, the cultural pressure, like any one of those people. and yet i know i won’t off myself in the near future, no matter how much i need to, due to aforementioned cowardice, and that is just so pathetic.
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Do I trivialize our shortfalls as apart of the human condition or impose moral standards whom few can live up to?
I’ll go for a general analogy.
Taking a player out of the game won’t change the outcome. You need to step up to the plate and swing for a homer.