this bio is only hip if i keep it simple, vague, and in all lower case letters.
June 27, 2011
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Why do we waste so much time with anger? We all do it, we’re all guilty. When you really think about it though, it’s such a petty thing. I’ve tried really hard to live my life not getting angry and holding grudges, but obviously I’ve had plenty of instances where I do. However, what’s the point of it all? We could choose to be happy, move on from problems and pain, and just let go of any bad thoughts, or we could choose to allow negative feelings to just destroy any hope of happiness.
Regardless of what’s happened, I think very rarely is it right to not forgive and forget. I know that in some instances, that’s impossible or extremely hard to do, or you’ve just no desire to do so. I know that I have certain people in my life that I won’t forgive for certain things, but those people really never made me happy. What I’m saying now is, if someone has made you happy, give them the chance to make you happy again. Chances are that it’ll make them happy too.
I guess another question would be: is it worth it? I really think that it’s hardly ever not worth it to make amends, and to try your hardest to be patient, understanding, and forgiving. We all make mistakes, that’s what makes us human. No one is perfect, and if they were, we’d probably hate them for that anyway. I don’t want to go through my life bearing a bag of burdens (alliteration) that could have/should have been solved. It’s damn hard though. You’ve gotta be willing to open your heart again and take risks. But without risks, what’s life? And what do you really risk? You risk that the person could make you happy again in one capacity or another.
Don’t let any problem, no matter how big, EVER destroy what good memories you had.
Guys, life is too short. I don’t want to live my life full of regrets for things that I should have said and never did, or for problems that could have been fixed and never were. You have to try your best to do what you can, and hope that it all works out. If it doesn’t, at least you can say that you tried, and you can take comfort in the fact that you were willing to put all of the shit aside. Some things just don’t work out though, unfortunately, and that’s life. But why not try? You might find that it won’t even feel like trying, and that it’ll all come naturally and effortlessly.
I’ve just been thinking tonight that I’ve burned some bridges and lost some friendships over pretty stupid things that could have easily been mended. Even if you don’t get the friendship back, you can move on knowing that everything is in the past and water under the bridge. It takes a lot of pride though to admit that you’ve made mistakes. However, swallow that pride in the pursuit of happiness if that is what you truly want. And most importantly, forgive yourself. Forgive yourself for any hurt you’ve caused, or any wrong you’ve done. You’ll always make mistakes, for whatever reason. You may have had good intentions, you may have had really terrible intentions, but whatever way, own up to them and don’t let them eat away at you. The worst thing that you can become is an agent of your own misery. Trust me.
Listen, if Weird Al and Coolio could bury the hatchet, so can you.
