This post is inspired by a comment I received on Friday.
If you read my last blog post ‘Attitude Adjustment‘ you will see that I have been learning a less fucks given approach to my life. One thing I have noticed is how many fucks people give about what I do.
I’m choosing not to wait for life to randomly bring me happiness, I’m going out there and making happy moments. Life is short, if we’re waiting for happiness to come to us, we’re gonna find ourselves wading through mountains of shit to try and get it.
The world ain’t all sunshine and rainbows. It’s a very mean and nasty place… and I don´t care how tough you are, it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently, if you let it.
If I choose to find ways of making myself happy, why do you give a fuck how I do it?
Why aren’t you focusing on your own happiness instead of ridiculing mine?
Why are you letting life take a shit on you?
These are my questions to the people who thought it was “sad” and “pathetic” that I had fun and threw my gorgeous dog a little birthday party. Yeah, it might be silly but everyone had fun and we made happy memories, isn’t that whats important?
Party hats and pupcakes
The reason I wanted to write this post was to say to people, go do some shit that makes you fucking happy. Throw your dog a birthday party if you want! Fuck, throw yourself a party if you want! Get some cake, prosecco and some jams. Don’t wait for life. Go out there and make your own fun. Well, just once your fun isn’t murdering people…. maybe go kill some hookers in GTA instead.
Don’t let anyone tell you that what brings you joy is “sad” or “pathetic”. Those are the people who are sitting at home wading through the shit waiting for a moment to come to them while you’re out there creating your moments.