THE CONTINUING ADVENTURES OF GYPSY BOY
It’s about that time of year when we’ve probably given up on our resolutions and gotten back to smoking 40 fags and sinking four gin and tonics a day. And you know what? So bastard what. I’ve honestly and completely lost touch with why it is that we deprive ourselves of the stuff that makes us feel good, just to keep up with society and the demands on what we’re supposed to be doing to be happier and more functional people.
I’d like to state right here, just for anyone that lives by affirmations to help them get through the days, that there’s no such thing as a fully functional and completely happy person.
But there’ll always be those that tell you otherwise. Who say things like ‘First love yourself and you will be loved.’ Or, ‘Treat others as you want to be treated and it’ll be reciprocated.’
‘Think positively and all your dreams come true…’
It’s all a lovely and enticing theory, yes, but it’s also a theory and way of living that we’re all doomed to fail at it.
Bottom line. There is NOTHING wrong with being a little bit of a screw up. In fact, your insecurities, habits and little idiosyncrasies are the things that are unique to you, and what separates you from everybody else. They make you damn beautiful – and you need to remember that.
There’ll always be people out there that try and make you feel inadequate; some to the point where you start to believe that it’s their lot in life to do so. And no matter how nice you are, and how much you strive to be liked, there’ll always be that one person out there that’ll give you a hard time and bad press, no matter what you do. But that’s not because of you. That’s because some people, to put it bluntly, are just cunts.
They’re not worth your time, life force, anger, or effort. And 99% of the time, they’ll only be acting this way to throw you, because of the way you make them feel inadequate themselves.
So this year so far hasn’t turned out quite the way you planned…
Don’t worry about it. Who cares if buggerlugs from Clapham has already got pecs, thighs, a new fella and a new job in PR all in two months?
If he’d got hit by a brick and was now walking around thinking he was Gloria Gaynor, it’d still make absolutely no ripples in your life…
My point is, if you live your life comparing yourself to others, then you’re doomed to fail. Only the most psychotic of people would ever take to Twitter to announce that they hate themselves, their husband won’t touch them anymore and their job is bollocks. No one ever wants to be publicly seen that way, and so living your day-to-day routine in comparison to someone’s online persona is pointless.
If I had no self-control my Twitter feed would be MENTAL, believe me. But I restrain myself and tweet my despair cryptically, if at all.
If you need to make changes in your life, do it because you want to and need to, not just because you’re jealous of what someone else appears to have. And you don’t have to wait until the next New Year to promise yourself you will. Just write it down, so you can physically see what it is you want to achieve and need to change, and prioritise what it is that you need to do to improve your situation.
There is no race to be had. Sometimes, just recognising the things you’re finding a struggle can really help you start to mentally change your way of thinking, and looking at things logically. And one thing at a time! No matter how long it takes, the important thing is that you’re doing something about it and not just seething over some bugger that holds absolutely no place in your life apart from an online profile. Remember, the only fate from being jealous of others is that it’ll eventually eat you alive. And it’ll start to show in you… and bitterness is one ugly bitch.
There’ll always be that one person out there that’ll give you a hard time, no matter what you do. But that’s not because of you. That’s because some people are just cunts