I've been around to many people. I know her type and I dont feel bad for her. She is desperately seeking attention by having a tantrum.She has a child like train of thought, she doesn't get her way she goes crazy.
At some point you just need to love yourself regardless of all the shit you go through. No one can give you that type of love and attention but yourself.
Originally posted by Nuke Nixon
What did happen as a result of me giving a slight amount of fücks is, it demotivated me to ever try to empathize with someone raging like mindless hulk ripping and tearing. At least online, I'll run for the hills and leave fire trails behind me.
It's not that I cant relate, we all grow up differently and we all have are own way of dealing with shit. In many ways it reminds me of that random kid at the mall who throws himself down on the floor screaming I want it, and the parent says okay.
At some point you either let the shit eat you or roll with the punches. So life didn't turn out the way you wanted, some people never know happiness; that's reality. You do not have to take it out on other people just because you are miserable.
Happiness is a choice not something that just happens. You can choose to see the glass half full or half empty.