Do you ever look at yourself in the mirror and think of all the things you’ve accomplished so far? It can be easier to put yourself down comparing your achievements to others’ than being proud of yourself but only for you, not because you did it better than someone else. Do you ever wonder where this constant competition comes from? It can push you to aim for greater stuff, or it can just lead you in the wrong path. Of course, this guy sitting next to you on the bus can seem pretty well-off, happy with himself with his six-pack and the newest phone. The reality is that you know shit about this person. You don’t know his past, you don’t know if he might be struggling with depression, or deeper issues. Instead of idealizing people you don’t know, care for yourself, be proud of your accomplishments, and the most important thing is to keep going. We are tempted all the time to desire what others’ have, that’s one aftermath of our consumerist society: to always want more even though you have everything you need. Focusing on yourself without being affected by appearances, by society; doing things for you, not because you want to show off or just ‘because’ everyone else is doing is a bullshit motive.
Do you ever let your thoughts free, and wonder about what your life will look like in a handful years? Doesn’t it scare you? To think that one day you could wake up with cancer, or realize that everything that you’ve done so far had no meaning, or that your supposed friends don’t give a shit about you. I believe that in life you have to set your own goals and for yourself only. Is it selfish? No. It’s called survival. How are you supposed to be happy doing something for the sake of doing it? Don’t study law or business because everyone else is doing that, or because you want to be wealthy. What’s the point of being rich if at the end of the day you have no one who cares about you? Or you doesn’t give a damn about your days? We all have expectations, and that’s what motivates us. I want to run the NYC marathon within 2 years’ time from now. Yet I don’t know what the future is about, I might get injured, I might be so poor I won’t be able to afford it, I might not be into running anymore. Still that’s what makes life thrilling, because you don’t know what’s going to be happen.
I don’t understand this society. I don’t understand why we don’t have more chances to do what we love, why we elect people who don’t represent us. Universal suffrage my ass. We’re ruled by banks. We’re taught the same bullshit for years and years, filling kid’s heads with the idea that it’s normal to not accept refugees in another country, or that it is normal to study for the sake of studying, not because you like what you’re learning.
We’re expected to be happy. We’re supposed to be fine with leaders restricting people from accessing a country, limiting human rights, supporting racism, leaders taking advantage of the system, and paying one’s wife for a fictive job, when millions of people are jobless. What the fuck is wrong with this world?
It seems like a lot of us put hopes in next generations to make earth a better place to live in. Well, talking about how things are running right now, I’m quite skeptical about that. Take a look at the younger generations, killing themselves smoking at 11, living in polluted cities, caring more about their Instagram account than about starvation, diseases, or homeless population. I’m not suggesting that everyone should go to Nepal to help the poor, but a small donation to non-governmental organizations would mean quite a lot more than you think.