This isn't meant to be a morbid post, but 7 years ago this week one of my best friends died in a car crash. He was a great guy, we had a group of 6 friends and he was always probably the nicest guy who never seemed to argue with anyone else and always seemed to be the one who went out of his way to do things for everyone else. He was really confident and had a great future ahead, he was clever, in a good job, had loads of friends, had a nice girlfriend, what more could he ask for at that age. But he sadly died in a road accident, and although these days I only think of him now and again, whenever I do I think if he is looking down, he would be thinking how much he wished he could be in our shoes and make the most of life, do absolutely everything and let nothing ever get in the way of achieving what we want in life. Let look at us, we are here, the world is our oyster but we are letting something ridiculous stop us living life to the full - something that is so irrelevant and so pointless - i.e. worrying that people think negatively of us.
Who cares?
Does it really matter? I know its hard to believe it as we suffer this way, but I just can't help but think we have totally lost the plot. What does it really matter if someone doesn't like us? Surely there is a way of putting this stupid problem into perspective and fulfill our potential. Life is too short to live a restricted life because of worrying about what others think of us.
Do you know what I mean? Why do I care about what a bunch of people who I don't really know anyway think of me? I am not a bad person, so even their worst thoughts can only be stupid things like I don't look very good, I seem a bit unstable because I lack confidence. But even if they think these things what does it matter? It won't effect me in any way whatsoever. I will still come home tomorrow and be ok and do whatever I would do anyway.
I do feel that I am a fool for living my life like this and if I died tomorrow and looked down on Earth and saw what amazing place this world is and how much there is to do and see and how good things could be if I just go for things - I would be so ashamed of myself for letting this one and only chance pass me by. I think sometimes it really is a good idea to put things into perspective and think sod it - lets go for it, if things go terribly then maybe I should go back to how I was. But there is nothing to lose. These beliefs and fears are so exaggerated and unrealistic, what a load of crap all this SA is!
Who cares?
Does it really matter? I know its hard to believe it as we suffer this way, but I just can't help but think we have totally lost the plot. What does it really matter if someone doesn't like us? Surely there is a way of putting this stupid problem into perspective and fulfill our potential. Life is too short to live a restricted life because of worrying about what others think of us.
Do you know what I mean? Why do I care about what a bunch of people who I don't really know anyway think of me? I am not a bad person, so even their worst thoughts can only be stupid things like I don't look very good, I seem a bit unstable because I lack confidence. But even if they think these things what does it matter? It won't effect me in any way whatsoever. I will still come home tomorrow and be ok and do whatever I would do anyway.
I do feel that I am a fool for living my life like this and if I died tomorrow and looked down on Earth and saw what amazing place this world is and how much there is to do and see and how good things could be if I just go for things - I would be so ashamed of myself for letting this one and only chance pass me by. I think sometimes it really is a good idea to put things into perspective and think sod it - lets go for it, if things go terribly then maybe I should go back to how I was. But there is nothing to lose. These beliefs and fears are so exaggerated and unrealistic, what a load of crap all this SA is!
