Current Location: My carpeted corner
Current Mood: discontent
Current Music: Kid Cudi – Man on the Moon
People tell me all the time that I shouldn’t be such a good person. When i think about it, I cant help but wonder, is it the fact that I’m always cheerful and positive that irritate people? Or is it their own insecurities because they don’t trust or care for anyone unless a stranger gives them a reason to?
“Nobody would be there for you. And if it was really about trust, they wouldn’t run away from you when things got tough. People don’t give a shit about you in this lifetime. They are always looking out for only themselves. So why bother looking out for them? You need to always put yourself first and be selfish. That’s why I don’t give a fuck. I don’t care who I hurt, I do what I want to do, when I want to do it.”
That is the best advice you have to give me? I can’t ever help but shake my head in silence.
It’s conversations like these where you have to be patient. People aren’t hard to read at all. You hear people always saying, “I can read people.” or “Trust me, I know people.” or “I can sense vibes.” The truth is, every human can do it. Congratulations, it’s called being mindful and paying attention to your surroundings. So you wonder why you think like that? You don’t let yourself be happy. And you question my smile? Everywhere I go, people smile and wave at me. Strangers come and talk to me all the time. I have an approachable face and a warm energy (so I’m told). People tell me I am their favorite because I listen and I care. I give a shit. People call me with their accomplishments and complaints. I am the person my friends vent to. I am the friend who is friends with everyone. I don’t see labels and for God’s sake, I see animals as people! I see people everyday try so hard to be a good person for selfish reasons, and they wonder why their world is constantly falling apart. It’s not good to start a charity foundation just so you can get recognition and have more opportunities to get free stuff, sorry Tony, but it doesn’t work like that. You can’t use people for years on end for money and expecting your stick thin, good looks to get you by Chelsea. It doesn’t work like that.
Henry David Thoreau once said, “If misery loves company, misery has company enough.” Why do I have to be put down for my happiness? Is that even fucking real? Who tells people, “You’re too fuckin happy, man. You gotta frown and push people around every once in a while?” WHY WOULD THAT INTEREST ME?!
If this about me being naive and blinded by ignorance, I will be fine settling with that fact. I would rather be ignorant than arrogant any day. So what if I give homeless people money and hold open doors for a swarm of 12 people? Who is going to object me picking up the trash that four drunk people just dropped walking up ahead of me? Why should I be judged for helping a random person at the park find their lost kid or giving a girl my one good pair of tennis shoes so she can enjoy a concert? Because let’s face it. I have five other pairs at home and she lives two hours south of the city.
I do the things I do because it helps me be happy. It gives me a sense of fulfillment to make someone’s day or help someone out. Call me crazy and call me stupid. Call me anything you want. Continue your selfish ways and do whatever you think will make you happier. I’m not going to question your reasons of your actions. We are given the opportunity to make decisions for ourselves and there is no right or wrong answer. It’s your own road to happiness. I don’t understand why people just don’t give others the benefit of the doubt. Why do strangers deserve spit and anger? Since when did “fending for ourselves” solve anything?
I’ll tell you what….. You follow find your happiness and I will find mine.