Looks nothing like me.
She’s a more attractive and less annoying version of me.
Probably because she’s an image.
We never met, probably because she would tell me to go fuck myself.
Scratch that, she wouldn’t say that because she knows I just might.
Then, look at me like I am fucking stupid.
Sounds nothing like me.
How I speak in public and how I speak and real life aren’t the same.
Public I’m more awkward and quiet.
In reality, my voice is more annoying.
Short conversations and inappropriate conversations only.
Guess that is how the person behind the image rolls.
I don’t know.
Behind the photo.
If you are like me, you think this is another pointless blog post telling you what to do to make your life better.
Like… Who are you? Are you an expert? What works you and other people won’t work for me! Unless I am really sick, how is that helpful?
Bingo. That’s the answer.
It’s not helpful. You have a functioning brain, mind, and body. The problem is you listen to people tell you, you have problems. You listen to them talk down to you, ignoring the fact they have problems too.
What to do?
Well, you live in you. You have the ability to create, think, and act for yourself. If something bothers you, you change it. If someone slams the door in your face, look for another. If your friends or so-called allies turn your back on you, find new ones. It’s not going to be easy, nothing ever is. You are you — nothing anyone or anything can take away from you. Nothing you are willing or should surrender to things or people that cause you more harm than good.
You own your mind, body, and spirit. No one else knows it. No one else controls it. No matter what they may think or try to have you believe. And please, do not listen to me either. I am typing words on a screen. I can’t guide you. I can’t improve you. I don’t know you. It’s all up to you.