Life isn’t easy for many of us. Some of us breeze through with barely a ripple of problems or difficult choices to make. The rest of us find our paths leading to less than desirable circumstances and difficult choices that will forever burn lifelong impressions of the world and the people in it as cruel and self preserving. While I know this is not true of all people, it’s the case for most. The hidden agenda of most people are are self righteous. Sometimes those hidden agendas are put in place by another person who has pushed us to those limits. The choices we make define us. They do. And the shit we have to do to survive in this mad world isn’t for the feint of heart. Walking a mile in someone else’s shoes is something I think about quite often.
Even as peaceful as their lives may seem, I couldn’t live they way they do and I don’t think they could live the way I do. I cannot imagine, well I can try, what horrors others have witnessed. Even when I think my own shit is bad enough to make it on an episode of Dr. Phil, I know other people out there are going through far worse. I guess what I’m trying to say is that I understand the choices that need to be made in order to get by. To live. Especially when one is not handed the silver spoon or the golden gauntlet. We can only do what we think is best until another door opens. We can make doors open, but we still have to deal with what we have on our plates. Damned if you do, damned if you don’t.