(so...I wrote this with alot of things in mind. It applies to lots of different things in lots of different ways...so i think anyone could relate to it. enjoy)
At the end of the day the long and the short of it is...I'm addicted.
It's pretty shitty.
There's a drug and I just so happen to be the addict.
You can find no high school classes discouraging its exposure or use.
No preachers are heard heeding warnings to the masses.
There is no loyal band of mothers battling against its growing hold on there youth.
There are no clinics, support groups, or rehabs available to aide in treatment.
There are no t-shirts, magazine ads, commercials, bracelets, or buttons informing the public on its dangerously altering side effects.
It's pretty shitty.
This drug is not illegal in the United States nor is it considered unlawful anywhere within the four corners of the globe.
Like any addiction its early use provides the explorers with a sense of of pleasure or some form of euphoria.
But, in the end it proves itself to be, in true fashion, an addictive and destructive drug.
I can't seem to shake its cling to my skin, nor its grasp on my soul.
It finds me....always.
It's pretty shitty.
reckless addiction
observation II
So i recently had a conversation in my car with two close friends of mine over some cigarettes and good music.
Within this little meeting of the minds the topic on display was "the conversations that go on at work." Understanding the place in which we work is crucial to understanding the following blog...and that place is Walt Disney World Entertainment. Honestly, i believe this is something you can find in any environment, but especially in entertainment anywhere world wide but even more so an epidemic in the microscopic self-righteous bubble of WDW entertainment.
The topic, in a more specific glance, was pertaining to people's private lives and how others find joy in putting those things on display. Not to say, that i have never asked some one a personal question just so that I have the self-assurance of being "in the know" and then immediately turned around and handed it out to others to display that self-assurance, this is an act that I am most definitely guilty of. Its something that I believe everyone has made a habit of at one time or another, and no matter how much u believe you haven't, you have. Its something I have been making a conscious effort to adjust in my life...and admitting that is no small feat for me.
The conversation eventually came the particular subject of not only having people reveal your private information to others but, turning your down falls into gossip or the newest joke.
...and why? why the need? I've asked myself that question many times...no answer back yet.
The saddest part is the means in which these most personal moments are dug out of people by those who wish to be "in the know". People tell you that you can trust them...that they care about your well being....that they understand and want to help...that they are so happy for you...
whatever it takes to get the intimate information they need to continue feeding the cycle "self-assurance".
In a separate conversation i had before this one a friend of mine told me some advice that was given by a woman who had had experienced her fair share of this "scene" in this very same place. She said, in a round about way, to keep your life to yourself...share it with those you know will always respect and care for you...people may tell you that they are happy for you, when the truth is they only want to know more about the inner workings of your life to help feed the hope that you will fall and fail.
In the same hand....people talk...and that's no reason to shut yourself up like a hermit not allowing anyone to truly know "you"....and i DO NOT believe that i work in Satan's gossip playground by any means....i don't think anyone, or at least most, does this type of thing to be out right AWFUL...its just something that happens....
When things do become public knowledge, and by things i mean the down falls and embarrassing moments, be careful how quick you are to laugh and scoff at others bleeding, wounded hearts. Or even how quick you are to pass the information around so others may join in on the spectacle.
Just today I did that exact thing. I found myself snickering at and commenting on a situation which I found to be quite a laugh...but I did so with others around me...and one was very quick to remind me that it may not be all that funny...that some one is suffering from the same situation I was finding humor in repeating to others. As i said before..I'm working on it.
And UNDERSTAND, I am by NO MEANS a NUN! trust me I'm not saying its the end of the world if it happens....I mean that's life and its to be expected...it keeps the world going 'round. Just think a little bit longer about what you are going to say before you just let that juicy info FLY RIGHT OUT YO MOUTH. lol
thaks for reading my randomness!
