There is hardly enough time in this life for me to waste all that I do on fake people. That is why I always make friends with weirdos and outcasts, no one pretends to be an outcast to hurt someone. And you can tell the liars from the real outcasts, one will be trying to fit in, the other will not know how to fit in in the first place.
Has anyone else ever felt like every decision they have is both the correct decision and the wrong decision?
I keep trying to look at the options laid before me but every choice seems to be the best option, and yet the worst. Every decision I make, I try to weigh it and make the best possible choice. Often I spend days on simple questions trying to look at each side of it. There is often an answer that stands out, hey you won’t lose your hand this way, wow you can go to the store and make it to class on time if you take that road, but what do you do when the situations have good outcomes the whole way around? I have been pondering this since I was presented with the decision I have to make.
My friends tell me I need to follow what I think is best. Every side I look at is better than the last, then I flip the problem over and the first side is the best option again. Some friends say it’s a libra thing. Some friends tell me I need to make a list of pros and cons until I get down to the best two options then flip a coin. Others say I need to just let life happen and it will all work out. But is that really what I should do? Take a sidelines seat to my own life decisions?
I don’t know what the outcome of my choice will be, I don’t even know what I will decide I just hope I can look back at this and smile one day.
I have a few decisions to make, some about my academic career, some about my home life, some about my personal life, but all of them will affect my future. Many people have said to me that I’m at a crossroads, that each thing I decide will put me down a different path. Without getting into a discussion about predetermination, I would like to argue against that.
What I decide to do will change my life, even if it is the wrong decision or if I decide later to go back and try a different option. The decision I make will give me the experience of traveling down that path. None of that I disagree with, however I am not at a crossroads. A crossroads is thought of as two paths meeting at a perpendicular intersection. Meaning, if I decide to take the path laid out to my left or right, then I will travel in a completely different direction then the way I was.
This is simply not true. My goals will still be the same, my hopes, my dreams, my morals, my belief systems, will all still be the same. I will not decide to stop being the good person I try to be, I will aim for the same goals, the paths I chose to take do not hinder my purpose as a person. Whether or not that purpose is predetermined.
It is unhealthy to think of the options in front of us as crossroads. No matter the path I choose, I will still be the same person. My views may change due to the experiences I get, but I am no less the person I was when I started because I decided to turn left over right.
The options laid before me are better described as a fork in the road. Some paths may take me on scenic routes where I will learn to understand things in different ways. Some paths may be covered by the same forest of uncertainty that I have been walking through. Some paths may even paved so the that I may walk to my destination with ease. Regardless of which path I choose, I will still be walking toward my end goal, I will still be walking in the same direction.
This is my first ever blog post, why not write about something easy and simple?
I have always found it…funny, and yet annoying, how every time I sit down to write something, a story, an email, a letter to a friend; yes, I hand write letters every now and again; all the ideas and thoughts I planned out throughout the day simply vanish.
For example, as I drove back to school today, I thought of a story I have started writing. In a nutshell it is about a boy and girl who are serial killers for lack of better life choices. I planned out how the story would open, I introduced, killed, and developed characters, I tried to predict the best way for them to travel and get away from the police, I even ended the book. When I sat down at my laptop to write down a rough draft, an outline, anything to start the story, I could not recollect any information about it. Many of my fellow writers have suggested mobile apps and techniques to help plan my stories, however they all have the same problems, I can not be on my phone while driving, and I come up with a lot of content while I am driving, also by the time I start to record my idea in the app it is so complex, or I waited too long, and the idea fades and I am left with very random scattered details of an amazing story.
This problem presents itself with academic papers as well. Many of the papers I wrote were absolutely nothing like my initial interpretation of the instructions. Most of the papers I turned in were wrote in a “on-the-fly” kinda paragraph shoot-out. One of the added stresses to group projects is how I often write the paper in one sitting. I had four different group projects and a paper due with each, I was one of the weak points in our teams because of my lack of writing capabilities. I tried to work ahead and keep up with the time management to help the team but often failed. Overall all four groups past, but I still feel as if I needed to pull more of my own weight.
From all the posts around social media I have found that I am not alone in this, and that many other writers struggle with this issue. I have no solution or wise wisdom for this. In a large part as I do not stress to fix this. I find it a fun pass time, to rewrite my stories and see how each one can change. I still wish to write more and get my ideas down on paper, however it is good practice to change them and write different stories.