Not throwing stones

Let me start out by saying, I despise tweakers, junkies and dope fiends. And it's not because you take apart four toasters in hopes of turning the parts into a computer, or because you nod out at your doctor's appointments. It is because you are selfish. Yes, it is a free country and you have every right to live in shambles and pay your cellular bills in dimes but it is not you who suffers the most. Your family, your loved ones, your children suffer. They have to live day in and day out knowing that you are making a conscious effort to separate yourself from the world. I can understand that you have a hard time but you are not the only one. Don't you think we have a difficult time with life too? The difference between us and you is that you chose to be weak. I am no saint, nor am I without sin. I simply accept who I am and love me as I am. I know that your rebuttal would be along the lines of "You don't know what I have been through" or "I just can't stop." My response is that you have to be stronger than that. You have to love yourself and your loved ones MORE than you love the drug.


This is not solely meant to bash your decisions. This is saying that people think more of you than that. If we didn't care about your well being, none of us would speak. We all just want you back. Drop the drugs, the hate, the lies and the excuses. You only live once. Don't you want to accomplish something great before you leave this world? And I'm not saying you're the next President, or that you will become a millionaire. But perhaps you can be that amazing mother you always wanted to be or maybe just the funny guy working at the convenience store that puts a smile on everyone's face. We all have a purpose for being on this world, please find yourself. I think I speak from all of us when I say "We miss you."


"You is kind, you is smart. You is important" -Aibileen from 'The Help'


p.s. I know this blog is short and I could go on for pages but I felt I should make my points short and sweet this time.

First blog, here we go..

So I've haven't really blogged in years but today I just got the urge to release some ideas and spew some randoms thoughts. Let's see where this goes.
Today I found out that a guy that I went to school with had passed away yesterday. The news threw me off guard, of course, and I was at a loss for words. I hadn't seen him since high school yet it seemed as if it was yesterday. Instantly I started reminiscing about yesteryear and the fun times my group had shared back when we had no cares except making it to school on time and feeding the dogs before we left the house.
I find it odd that our parents warned us that we didn't want to grow up so fast and lose our carefree days, yet we rebelled and did so anyway, which actually just pushed us into adulthood. The place where we couldn't rebel unless we wanted to starve in the "real world."
Many times I find myself wandering into thoughts of my teenage years, dreaming I could return and change my life. There are infinite possibilities that I could have chosen, yet I was so eager to "play house" and be a grownup. I thought that life was so much sweeter being able to decide for myself and go anywhere as I pleased. Then as I made my first mistake of dropping out of school and working at a popular fast food chain, I saw that bills started stacking up and the house wasn't cleaning itself. I had to do it on my own.
I am ashamed to admit that it took me a few years to realize that the house doesn't clean itself, and the laundry doesn't wash itself, and the lights don't stay on for free. Life wasn't so jovial and careless anymore. But I did learn and get the concepts of adulthood eventually, and the saying stands true that "you can't be old and wise if at first you aren't young and dumb."
I guess where I am going with this is don't be so eager to grow up, folks. The real world can eat you up and spit out your mangled carcass. Live, love, laugh. No matter the age, you must always live like the world is your stage, love whole heartedly, and laugh until your sides hurt. Life is short and although the dull moments seem to pass like molasses, that one moment flies as fast as the rest. So drink in the good times and roll with the punches because you never know what lies ahead.


Much Love,