Quietguy11
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My perceptions of the world are shades in between black and white. Sometimes everything seems fine, and colorful, other times it seems like everything is going backwards. I bounce back and forth between these two perceiving realities. Tonight was one of those not so great nights. I was more annoyed with myself than with anyone else, but the way my friends were just having such a great night, being so care-free in so many ways, made me envious to a certain degree. I felt, why the hell can't I be more normal, and happy? Why do I have to be so miserable all the time? My dad often says that it's all choices we make, but that gets a little bit hard to accept because if it was simply choices we made wouldn't we choose by definition the things that benefit us and make us more happy, instead of living in constant social calamity. I think that choices have something to do with it, but not as an overall factor. I think that bad things happen that are beyond choice and control. Things that we have to learn to accept, live with, and if ambitious enough, try to overcome.