Misery is contagious.
It's so easy to get. It's so easy to not get better. It's so easy being negative than looking at the upsides. It's so easy to make others feel the same way and it's so easy to pull people down to your level. It's so easy to list all the stupid, pointless and unnecessary things that misery provides but it all leads to sadness. I lived as that person for too long, because it was so easy. I hurt friends, lovers and family for no reason but for my own selfishness and incompetence solely because I felt like the world owed me something for the cards it dished out in my life. A few months ago I decided to clean up my act, I ruined some great things. Broke a heart (including mine in the process, she was great - I just simply wasn't), lost some friends and many habits along the way. I did this as a way to save them from myself as typical as it sounds. I did some things really badly and I deserve the backlash, but as the saying goes 'things get worse before they get better' and I've done this by dedicating a lot of my life to music and traveling. I'm definitely not out of the woods and I doubt I'll ever be, but it's so nice to see some light through the trees. I feel brighter, all round positive and ambitious in the first time in the long time. I don't just sulk, I talk about things now, stand up for myself and it really feels good. Set yourself goals that'll better you as a person, chase them, conquer them and do it all over. It's addictive and so enjoyable. Challenge yourself. Stop worrying about your enemies and work more with your allies. Have fun, enjoy the things you like with no shame (provided it doesn't effect others as Aristotle once mentioned). Admit when you're wrong and just be honest. If you have been offended by anything I've said from what I personally feel, please inbox me: https://www.facebook.com/jayden.roy This will most likely be my last post on Tumblr. I feel like the old me when I'm on here. I see people hiding behind a screen attacking others, I see aspects of art I don't appreciate nor get anymore, I see ways of life I don't want to repeat or seeing hurtful comments I don't need to read about myself anymore.
I caught misery one too many times, and that's enough for me. Thank you for reading this ramble. Goodbye.
