We, as human beings, put ourselves through so much. We force ourselves to go to jobs we hate, we force ourselves to eat foods we don't like, we force ourselves to confront negative situations...It sometimes feels like every action is a forced action - just to do it means your character will grow to be stronger, more textured, finer.
Like Thousands of years of pressure crushing down on a coal to make a diamond.
Sometimes we even go as far as to do things that we THINK would be good for us, things we think we SHOULD enjoy, things that make us smile ALMOST all the way. Even when we do things we enjoy, our minds are racing, wondering if what we're doing is the right thing to do. Because heaven forbid, we do something wrong that makes us happy.
And whose opinion are we basing this off of, anyway? 'Their' opinion? Well, fortunately for us - they are NOT us, and they have no idea what we are thinking OR feeling. And something that doesn't make THEM happy, may in fact make US happy - so you know what i say about that?
F*ck 'em.
Stay out of my head, and I will stay out of yours!
Enjoy your own pleasures, and leave me to enjoy whatever pain or pleasure I desire.
Oru