Cobbs said:
I just realised after 18 straight hours of doing little more than read and generally be broody, i am a very bitter person deep down. The phrase "Why bother you'll just get fucked over again" has sprung to mind many a time.
Anywho my question still stands. Is their an age limit to absoloute bitterness, and if you are udner it is their something severly wrong with you?
Thoughts, Comments, Criticism's and STFU you mopey shit's are all welcome
It's just reality shock.
You start out as a child with very few worries or cares in the world... you become an adolescent that worries about all sorts of trivial things (that don't feel trivial at the time)... but you keep working because all of your learning has built a belief system into you that tells you:
1. Try hard enough, and you'll succeed.
2. Good things happen to good people.
3. "Fairness" is a real thing, and someone out there is keeping tabs on it.
We're taught this by our parents and teachers, by the stories we read, and just by the nature of our simple and uninformed existence as children. Then we become "adults," in the technical sense.
And we quickly realize that those rules? They're highly suspect. Sometimes trying hard doesn't guarantee success. Sometimes good things don't happen at all, and sometimes bad things happen to good people. And fairness? Yeah. It only exists if it's enforced, and it's only selectively enforced--usually by those people in power whom fairness most benefits at that particular moment.
It's not that the world is all bad. It's that when we first discover the world
really isn't all
good, there's a bit of shock and disappointment. Now, we all know, academically, that the world isn't all good... but it's another thing to experience it. Shifting your image of the world from "perfect" to "imperfect" is a much bigger leap than it sounds. There's a big difference between 99% and 100%. That 1% is a sudden, stark realization that there could even be
other things that don't line up with what we believed (or want to believe) about life, and we're suddenly facing the unknown and feeling ill-equipped to handle it.
You've been staring your whole life at this magical gate leading to Adulthood, which we equate to the power of self-determination. When we're grown-ups, it'll mean we've
arrived. You'll call the shots, do what you like, follow your dreams, all of that. Then you finally get to the gate and realize there's an admission fee... and normal business hours... and the rides you want to ride are really, really crowded, and sometimes they're broken... and just getting a goddamned drink is like, what, eight bucks?
Point is, if you give that shock a chance to wear off, it gets better.