DISCLAIMER: Though the title of this blog is humorous and totally random I'd like to inform you that the words in this blog will not be. In today's blog I will be talking about some intense subjects that have built up in the last few days. Maybe its a happy moment of a beautiful day, but in the end we're all forced to realize, nothing really is as it seems.
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You can't stop fate, its a hard fact of life, its just something your instinct is naturally born with, its like a law of nature, nothing messes up fate besides God, and mostly, God is fate. But some people, some incredibly lucky people, try. They try to tell themselves that they're gonna get their happily ever after and everything's gonna work out wonderfully, but its just a voice in their head trying to keep them positive and confident.
What happens when everything you know just dies? You get caught up in this dream, this reality of happiness, this sensation that maybe - just maybe - nothing bad is going to happen...ever! You get so washed up in this beautiful mess that even your best friends are side-tracked by it, and everyone just sorta wonders around in this semi-happy attitude. You know, 'I'm so happy for them.'
Well let's say this semi-happiness just gets up an dumps you. Well, this didn't happen to me, but it happened to someone whose very close to me, and frankly the talk about it makes me want to puke. After six months everyone wants to know where it went wrong, everyone wants all the dirty little details so they can just spread it around, so they just have it engraved in their head. But does anyone ever think? Does anyone ever consider that maybe the two most important people in the gossip - the victims - are the most hurt, the ones who DON'T want anyone to know what went down?
Yeah? Well when we talk about it at the lunch table, his best friend is telling her other friend what happened and then the entire table wants to know, then the table next to them, and then the entire cafeteria is a hushed gossip. So now, everyone is choosing sides. Am I on her side? Or am I on his? Where do I stand? Who should I agree with? What should I do to help? And then, the part that ticks me off the most is when I say I'm on her side and my friend says she's on his side, and I'm the only one there defending her case, because everyone else thinks he's the innocent one. Well stop rolling your eyes when I talk about her because you don't know!!!! You think he's the innocent one, I think she's the innocent one, you think I'm crazy, I think you're crazy! You only say what you say because I know you're secret! I know that deep, deep down you're happy that he's single, so you can snatch him up and keep him all for yourself, and believe me, you know who you are (though you probably won't read this), and I'm NOT gonna let you get away with it.
Its kinda of sad actually. This...difference in our way of life. This change to our reality. This....mess up. Its like we convinced ourselves, their friends, they convinced each other that maybe, just maybe, it was possible for absolute, true-love could happen at this age. It was like we looked at them as the perfect happy couple, the couple that would most likely end up getting married and having kids, and spending all of eternity together. So now that its over, its like a big slap in the face for us, like fate just proved us wrong. And its almost sad to envision ourselves without this perfect dream to look up to. Its like a child looking up to their favorite superhero and finding out, its just a made-believe person. Fate has just booted us out of the happiness in our minds and kicked us to the curb, and now we're poor and living like ghosts on the streets of reality and we don't know where to go next.
Could you imagine waking up everyday and saying, 'whoa, I'm madly in love.' and then the next morning you wake up and its like everything's dark, its all over. Its like God turned of the lights on everything you thought was real and now he's saying, "start over. this isn't right for you." Its almost a cruel reality, you can just hear yourself thinking how could God be so heartless? But its obviously gotta be for the better, no matter how hard you refuse to admit it.
We try to tell ourselves that its impossible to stay happy forever, that nobody's perfect, that love can't exist in a young, adolescent world. But what do they know? How many people have read satisitcs that say, "a large percent of adolescent teens are trying too hard to find love." Yeah? Well how many of those satistics are written by 40-year-old adults? Think about it. Nobody knows what its like to be in young love, unless you're actually young people in love! The most brilliant psychiatrists can tell them that it's gonna be hard but they'll eventually get over it, that doing drugs and crying is not going to answer they're problems, and maybe its true, but when everything you love is taken away what else do you have to believe in? It makes you happy, for just a moment, everything is alright and you think to yourself that I'm happy, finally, finally just happy, and when its over...you're back to being sad. So all those people who have never been hurt like this, who have never been this way, shut up. You know NOTHING. You can't expect those hurt people to get over it just so they'll be normal again.
But what really is normal?
Everyone's different, nobody can be exactly like another person. You can try as hard as you can, but you're gonna fail. And you can pretend like you're just like that other person, but you're a liar. If normal means being like robots, then this world is not normal. Nothing is normal. "This is normal behavior for teenage girls." No! There is no such thing as normal! Its a lie! Everyone is unique so everyone goes through unique things. You can say you went through the same thing, but you didn't actually, you've been through similar things.
So, you can ask, what am I trying to say here?
You can't expect someone to just move on. Its impossible. If you can get dumped by the guy you've gone out with 6 months and just get over it the next second, you are an alien and you need to be kicked off this planet. But the point is: instead of telling your hurt friend to just get over, do something about it. Stop sitting there gossiping about their story or deciding which side you're gonna be on. GET UP! Go over to that person and tell them how much they mean to you, and that because you're their friend you will willing drop EVERYTHING to help them out. You will the one with an open house saying, "come over when ever you want." Tell them you just want listen to them, you just wanna hug them and just be there. Stop being a gossiper, stop rolling your eyes about their sadness and calling them over-dramatic, STOP BEING A BACKSTABBER! Because when someone goes through something like this, it makes them realize whose true and whose fake, and they don't need that piled to their plate. So if you wanna be a good friend, and you wanna stand up, by God's name STAND UP!
Forget everything, forget what's on your mind. When you're selfless and a good friend, and someone gets hurt like this, pained like this, you're little insecurities, like "he didn't even say hi to me today" means NOTHING! If you're so selfish that you will just blow off you're best friend like that and tell them to move on, then get out! If I know you and we're all friends, then that's it, we're not friends. I want friends who are there for me, who have my back when I need it, who will shut up and comfort me when I'm dumped, don't you?
I guess its true: when you realize love is all that matters after all, it sure makes everything else, seem so small....
