Lately
There’s been nothing of interest going on in my life. At all. I've been too scared to do whatever I want. I keep waiting for life to magically improve. This idea that someone will come into my life and save me comes from my upbringing. I was brought up with a savior, Jesus, who I always thought would swoop in like a gallant knight and pull me out of my misery. Now I know that if he does exist, he doesn't seem to care; and if he doesn't exist, no one cares. My life is in my hands. God is not in control, I am. And that's terrifying. We're all just masses of thoughts and emotions on a spinny planet, revolving around the sun in an (in)finite cosmos. For any belief we think we hold, there should be some fine print, subject to change . Even the principled Ned Stark proclaimed Joffrey King before he died. No values are absolute in a relative universe, not even the value that no values are absolute. There is no certainty, and this bothers me. Sometimes I'm like, Pleas...