The first time I’ve opened my eyes to the cruelty of reality is during my first heartbreak – no one gives a shit about others that much these days. Media has given us so many wonderful visions of what life could have offered to us, but mostly, they are just giving false hope.
Humans use the media to create a safe haven for our minds – a utopia to distract ourselves from the damaging reality we have created ourselves.
I know, many people have already preached about this topic. That is why I am here to tell you my side of the story.
Believe it or not, I used to be that kid that just wants a simple life: having friends to go adventures with, having a family to go home to, and being around people who understand how I feel about the world around me. However, none of them even comes close to what I hope for. Nevertheless I was a stubborn child. Stubborn as a mule yet so gentle to the world.
All I ever wanted in my young mind is to be there for people who are hurting, and I’ve always wanted to do something that could at least make someone smile, or become an inspiration for them. I’ve thought of becoming a scientist, a nurse or yet even a teacher. But seeing that it wasn’t that easy to get into, due to my poor test results and all. So I scrapped all of my hopes down the window towards something more reachable but still far enough for me to work towards to.
Questions that could never be answered have a reason, and that was meant to keep us alive, to keep us human.
