Well that is the situation I found myself in while reading a novel written by my favorite author. I've been on this crazy reading binge where I've read around 6 books in the last week and I'm going to share something with you that honestly changed my entire thought process:
“The only way to find true happiness is to risk being completely cut open.” -Chuck Palahniuk.
For those of you who don't know me, here's a little bit of an outline so you can understand why it is so ridiculous that I've been thinking differently lately:
My name is Sarah Randles, I was born on June 17th 1991.
I do not come from a wealthy family, and nearly everyone in my family is dying from some form of cancer.
I have no real talents and nothing that makes me stand out from a crowd.
I got half of my face ripped off by a dog when I was 3 years old, so it's not like I have looks on my side.
75% of the people I have ever loved have taken advantage of me and use me as a human punching bag (literally and figuratively).
Through all this, I still try to keep a positive outlook on life, and do the right things.
I hardly trust anyone in fear of getting hurt again. <
I've been running for far too long.. and the funny thing is, I'm not exactly sure what I'm running from. When someone offers me help, I turn it down nearly every time. It has been beaten into my head (literally) that I'm not a good person, and I'm disgusting, and worthless, and a disappointment.. but you know what? Fuck that (pardon the use of harsh language, but nothing else can really express that). I'm tired of hiding behind a wall, and if I can move past this, any of you can too. I know that everyone at one point or another puts on a mask. I understand better than almost anybody. My words may seem hollow without any action, but trust me on this.. I can not do this anymore. Why hide what makes me, who I am? Why hide what makes you, who you are?
It's about time that things change a little bit around here. The people who have made me/you self-conscious have left scars that you might never forget. The scars are left for you to remember. The scars are left for you to learn from your mistakes, and actually change your future. What is in the past has passed and the future is what lies ahead. What waits for us in the future is a mystery to us, but even with a small amount of effort to push you forward, the future could be brighter for you than you could ever imagine. Don't give those people who have caused you to become a victim of paranoia, even more power over you. These people, who are not even worth it... do you really want them to shape your life more than the people who are begging to help? Of course not. No one does.
However, I do not for one second wish that what has happened in the past to me, never occurred. I am a more knowledgeable person because of what happened, and I'm going to use my past as a way to help my future.. and hopefully help someone else's future. My story is a dull one. Not a romance, not a thriller, not action-packed.. but it's real. And now I see that if there's any way for me to make it to the end of this novel, I'm going to have to share it with someone else.. there has to be someone to proofread, so to speak.
To everyone who has ever offered me a shoulder to cry on: God bless you. Truly and honestly, if it wasn't for your concern, who knows where the hell I would be right now..
and just to keep the end of the post quote going...
| “Maybe we have to break everything to make something better out of ourselves.” -Chuck Palahniuk |