txakurgorri

So... life has a funny way of give you a nice good ol'fashioned mind fuck.

Why?

Because it can...

One day at a time has been my motto, for, oh, the last 3 months. I know that things never go as planned but I mean wow, did things happen I never expected. I have fucked up more than my fair share in my relationship. I have left my demons overshadow the good. Sometimes I wonder if I am the only one. I know that I am not. But it is still sad to think that people, nice people, mean people, still have to suffer so much. Why are we so oblivious to each other sometimes? Why do we let ourselves be manipulated by our demons and our past? I know we all know better. That every single one of us at some point has said that "I will be better than this. I will not be like those people one reads about, hears about, and watches." But still we fall into the traps we try to watch out for. It is like we keep rolling ones no matter who good our stats are.

That is what I hate the most. The feeling of not being in control. It is that lack of control that makes us repeat the cycle over and over. How does it stop? When does it stop? Who will make it stop?

Why does my dog insist on licking his ass for what seems to be hours at a time? (Totally random, I know, but the rest of the message is way too fucking depressing. So I thought I'd even the emotions.)

Why does life insist on kicking one's ass at the most inopportune moments?