The sad truth

There comes a time in everybody's life, where you hit realization and reality kicks in. You are no longer a child. You have responsibilities. Life hits you down.

I was an extremely naive child, I honesty believed my mom and dad would be together forever (but then again what child doesn't). I believed that I would never lose anyone I loved, I was so naive that I believed that my grandparents would never get ill and would be around forever. I used to fantasize about my family and I living this amazing life, that was fulled with so much simplicity. And when our time did come to leave earth we would all go to sleep one night and that would be it. There would be no pain or suffering. But then life hit me. It hit me hard too.

Truth is that living is hard, it is a cruel reality that is filled with pain and suffering. Don't get me wrong I love my life and I am truly grateful for everything i do have because by no means do I live a bad one. I am just referring to life its self and brutal it can be. Think about it we live in a world that is so inhumane it disgusts me, for example a rapist / child sex offender will only serve 4-5 years of jail time and 1 in 8 convicted rapists will serve no jail time at all, leaving them to roam the streets and re-offend. How would you feel if you were the victim and knew your rapist was still out on the streets, waiting to harm somebody else or come back for you?

There are so many other things wrong with society such as bullying and murder. Yes I know they are too different levels of wrong (one is seen as harmless and the other as down right insanity), but if somebody is continuously bullied to the point where they commit suicide doesn't that make you a murder? You would have tormented this person so much, that there was no point in living. You murdered their soul and willing to live, making you the one responsible.

It has hit me that people go through so much trauma but can still find a way to live a happy life with what they got. I am so sick of hearing people complain about little things and being so ungrateful for what they have, when there are people out there with absolutely nothing. People go everyday fighting for their survival and some of us can only care about the cars we drive, the clothes we wear and the gifts we get. I am not going lie, I am a very materialistic person who does buy the expensive clothes when I can afford it, but I work hard for my money and don't take it for granted. I also do not look down on people who can't afforded it, and I if want something but don't have the money it really doesn't bother me as I happy with what I already have and don't need items to make me happy, Instead I need the love and support I get from all my family and friends.

I am going through a really hard time at the moment, and honestly most days I can't stand to get out of bed. I want to wallow and grieve, but I know that is not healthy for ones mentality so I force my self up do some cleaning, go for walks, and write in my diary. Yes some days are harder then other so you can't go to work or school and that's okay every once and a while, as long as you don't make it a habit! I urge everyone who is going though some hard times to speak to someone, anyone as bottling up your feelings only makes the grief worse.

I encourage you all to give out more compliments to people and keep any nasty thoughts to yourself because truth is we don't need nasty people in our lives and if you don't like some just stay away rather than making them feel down about themselves because you are unhappy about yourself and are too immature to deal this things correctly!

Remember if you can't love yourself, how the hell are you going to love anyone else.

love Tara xoxo