This week didn’t go as expected, to say the least. I’m handling it all better than one might expect too, if that counts for much of anything. Probably a testament to the amount of drama this past year has brought.
There’s a story in there that was never explained on this blog, nor will it be tonight. Likely it will never be shared, not on this medium anyway. It’s more complicated than it seems, that I can assure anyone who happens to read this. Care for a tidbit of truth today, reader? Real life is far more crazy than fiction. There are few if any black-and-whites in reality, despite our wishes and claims to the contrary. Everyone is fallible and we all make mistakes no matter how hard we try or how right we think we are.
Isn’t it funny how the best intentions can still come back to bite us when we least expect it? C’est la vie. Intentions matter, but it’s so easy to lose your path sometimes.
We’re all afraid of the vultures circling, waiting for one of us to slip up and admit human error so that they may rush in with their judgments and comparisons. Fuck them. Don’t worry about them. The kind of people who wait for others to fall so that they may point and laugh and feel better about themselves aren’t people who are worth a damn to begin with. What kind of character does a person possess who celebrates the suffering and shortcomings of their brothers and sisters? No character I care to appreciate, that’s for certain. The judgments that matter come from those closest to you who were affected by the choices you’ve made. The rest are little more than rubber-neckers and ambulance-chasers seeking to alleviate boredom or to take advantage of others’ misfortune.
We all fall and stumble. Some just choose to conceal and deny their failings. But to them I’d ask: how much “strength” is involved in covering up the truth? Is any cover-up truly born out of strength and courage?
I don’t judge my friend to be cruel. His well-being matters to me deeply. The only reason I voice these concerns, on here and in person, is because a.) it does affect me intimately, and b.) he has far too many positive traits and great potential to be simply given up on without a fight.
That’s all I have to say on this topic right now.
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