When you love someone, you sometimes have to adjust and face serious changes. Say you've fallen in love, and the person of interest has a child. Could you make such a major decision as to be something of a parental figure? Say you hate children and you, yourself, do NOT want them. Could you bring yourself to be there? No matter how hard it may be, no matter how hard you have to work? When you're in love you sometimes have to make sacrifices. This is mine:
I don't want children. Nor do I remotely like children. But I'm in love with a boy. He has a daughter. I'm willing to get over myself and be there no matter what. It's all worth it to me. And I feel that it takes real love to make this kind of choice with no one even asking this of you. It takes real love to want to be there and swallow your pride enough to do so. And I've done it. I've decided, on my own accord, that I want to do this. I'm sure if I bond with her, it'll be alright.
I plan to help him gain full custody of her. Why? Because I love him. And he'll be happy. And I'll be happy.
The moral of the story is, love is a many splendid thing. (quoted from Moulin Rouge) And I promise you, it's real and it can save you. But take my word for it, never follow your heart or your brain. Always, always, always follow your gut. That's what I do. And it's when I ignore my gut that everything fucks up in the end. So whenever my gut says it's wrong, I listen for fear of losing the boy I've given my all to. And a quote from Moulin Rouge, a quote that I hold very close to my heart: The greatest thing you'll ever learn, is just to love and be loved in return.
When you love someone, that is the greatest feeling you'll ever have in life. And when you have it, hold onto it as if nothing else matters. Because that's just it; nothing else matters. Nothing. Else. Matters.
Discuss.
It's been awhile since I've written anything. I've been detached from most things. I'd now like to bring up the subject regarding feeling lost and being lost...
...in life.
I have a friend, and to avoid spilling her identity, we'll call her Sidnie. Now, Sidnie is a raging alcoholic, a pill popper and a stoner. She recently had a close call with being raped because she was drinking with strangers who proceeded to drug her. Sidnie chose to confide in me. We're best friends. I, myself, am a raging alcoholic. But I've also been working on it. (soon, I'll make a blog following my progress^^) Now, she chose to limit herself to three beers whenever she drinks, later upped it to five. She got so wasted at a dinner party that she passed out in her salad. She's not even twenty one, yet. She will be soon, but currently, she's not. This is a real life example of BEING lost.
My next example is NOT anonymous, because it's based on MY experiences, regarding my point. (and this is good for me, because I'm so upfront with what I am and how I am)
I have severe anxiety, paranoia, depression and nervous disorder. I often fall into panic attacks, sometimes for no reason at all. I always feel like something is missing, and that I'm being monitored. I get depressed randomly, anything can trigger it. I shake, constantly, my palms sweat, I twitch, I walk with my head down, I hate going out to crowded places (concerts, bars and clubs never bothered me much, I deal with it). I often feel like I'm trapped in a hole and I have no way out, which is understandable because of my anxiety and depression. I'm not lost in life, but I feel that I am.
My point is, some people are lost; some people only seem lost. Some are so lost, they simply can't be saved. They're far pass fixing. And when it comes down to it, you'll try until they give up.
Discuss.
