life really just makes no sense to me. it’s a never ending circle of hypocrisy, people motivated by there own person agendas with no consideration for how what there doing affects the rest of society. It’s not just politicians or business persons but it’s just about everyone who is willing to sacrifice everything and destroy everyone that has the potential to stand in there way. It’s the bullies in school, the teachers who don’t understand you, the parents who think “it’s just a phase” or don’t even care.
I realize my rant is slightly of the topic this site is intended for but it’s these very people that make me the way I am, there ruthless ability to demean and torment the “little guy” and to trample all over those who are different or have different views, to make them feel worthless and to take away their self worth for there own self amusement disgusts me.
I may survive what these people dish out but not everyone is that fortunate.
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As long as you continue to stand up for your beliefs, thats all that counts. It might make a difference to somebody.
There’s a million reasons people look the other way – fear, avoiding responsibility, path of least resistance, not getting involved, ignorance, selfishness, self preservation … to name but a few.
i had the “pleasure” of my school years being at a time when bullying (i was threatened, beaten, humiliated, robbed, and pranked – almost daily) as considered “normal”, kids being kids – coming of age … but yet there were times that i’d step in and take the ass whipping for someone who had it worse – to expose the bully for the pussbag he was … do what you can, when you can – be principled – let others sell out and chase the dollar – they’ll die lonely and empty
i look back at my did my best to be fair and noble – i don’t care what others think of me – i only care what I think of me … because I have to live with me … they don’t – so although there were things i’d do differently – i see my school years as an overall positive … what’s interesting is there is a couple people who i feared in school that i know talk with regularly on facebook – i’ve “hinted” that they were not very nice to me – and they’ve “hinted” that they are sorry – the fact that they recognize that now is good enough for me … we were’t and aren’t all that different … they had some very difficult social and family stresses to deal with too … so as far as i’m concerned -it’s done and over with, and all is forgiven.
forward dawg
That is quite a victim story of generalisations!
As a member of the group people do the same measurements apply to your self?
Are you saying people should be motivated by other people’s agendas?
No matter how empathetic we are, our view of the world is always, and can only be, ours.
By focusing on others people’s agendas you negate the idea of responsibly.
It is others peoples agendas that “make you the way you areâ€.
It is your agenda to allow yourself to be lost in reflection you see from others?
It is true that most if not everyone’s actions will not always match up with what they say they believe and who they want to be.
For the most part we all assume that we are consistent in our values and actins but that assumption will only make an ‘ass of you’ as any honest soul searching will reveal your own inconsistencies and even discover that much of your own neuroses can be traced to the tension between the inconsistencies.
Most people will reframe their experience to match their values which just keeps the tension alive.
Gandhi was right. The best we can do is become the persons we wish that others would be.
you call surviving fortunate?
Not exactly, but those people who have killed themselves may be free and out of there misery, but they’ve also let there bullies (for lack of a better term” win and the way I see it is that every day that I continue to pull through is a slap in the face to the people who keep telling me to kill myself, as much as i’d love to end to all, I can’t let them win and that’s what’s keeping me alive.
Great post by the_unfixable, I thank you and I feel the same way. 🙂