The world, it's a cruel place. It's full of pain, discomfort, criticism, judgement, and is just the place that will knock you on your butt if you let it. It's a place where the weak are pushed around and used, and the strong dominate. A place where in order to be noticed you have to be at the top of your game, and be able to step on other and crush dreams.
Right?
Well let me share something that I have learned from this past week.
I have been homeschooled all my life and just this summer I decided to go to public school. When I made the decision to go I had friends tell me that I was crazy, they said that I would get eaten up and spit out like trash. They warned me of all the pain that I would most likely experience in this choice that I made, and how if I was smart that I would drop out before school started and not go.
Well, I wanted to prove them wrong.
Now, when I walked through those school doors for the first time I can honestly say that it was the hardest thing I have ever done in my life. It was a little overwhelming at first, and I guess you could say that it was like moving form a town of only a hundred people to New York. There were people everywhere.
Hey, give me some slack, I've been at home for my entire life. The only time that I'm in crowded groups in when we take our trips to Wal-Mart. It was strange to see that many teenagers in one place at the same time.
By the time I had gotten though my first week I was tired.
When Monday came around I was finding that I didn't want to go, that I was already sick of it. That was when I stopped myself, why was I thinking this? My classes were easy, no one had been rude to me in fact, they were all really welcoming! The teachers are great, and I suppose the food is acceptable, so why was I not wanting to go?
Then it hit me. And it was sadly the only thing that I could come up with.
I was the reason. I had freaked myself out and I let it all go to my head when, in fact I was fine. I had thought that everyone was right about it being hell, when it was really just me looking at it that way. It made me wonder about how often I don't look fully at a given situation. Have there been other times where I could have made a difference in an outcome just by changing me attitude? That answer, is yes.
So back to the world being a cruel place. Is it? Yeah, to an extent. But in the end it isn't how cruel the world is, but how you look at it. I guess we all have to learn to look at a "bad day" and just laugh at it. Because the only hell that I have been able to find is the one I have made.
Go on, be happy. :)
