Within these past few months a lot of things have come my way either smacking me in the face or welcoming with open arms.
It just makes me wonder about a lot of the good ad bad things that come by me and the timing that they've occurred in.
I am very much aware that there are such concepts, like karma, that very much hold some essence of truth in people's lives. Comparatively, the stock market is kind of the same - people's fortunes go up and down. If one were to make an chart of people's fortune it might normally take the shape of a sine wave, or "rolling hills." Now imagine one straight horizontal line directly dissected the hills. Now one has hills and troughs, and the line can be considered the "break even line."

Now try to imagine the time it takes to get from the top of the hill to the bottom of the trough and back to the next top of the hill - one can call it a period of time.
Remember how the "break even line" is where a hill/trough ends and a trough/hill begins? Well imagine applying an evenly distributed amount of time between at each point the "break even line" intersects the sine wave.
Now imagine someone moved that break even line upwards, making the pleasant hills much smaller compared to the now elongated troughs.

This better perceives how things seem to be going for me. I'm sure......
Ah screw it....
My life is a lot like a flat line and it sucks.
Either nothing good or bad happens at once, or all good and bad things happen to me at the same time. Altogether it essentially cancels them out. Quite frankly I feel like the hills are getting smaller, and the troughs are getting larger. When I had a goal in life I never had the means to achieve that goal. Then once I had the means I no longer had the opportunity to achieve my goal.
I think I've lost more than I gained. It doesn't even look like the means justify the ends anymore.
Sometimes I think I'm just kidding myself.
The only thing I don't regret is that at least I went out and tried to do something about my life. Unfortunately, every time - every single goddamn time I've tried - I've ended up dealing shit to someone else in my (half the time) drunken stupidity, straight up shit myself, or a mix of both.
Fuck this shit
Fuck all of this shit.
I lost a lot of motivation for anything.
Know what? I think I'm just a horrible person. Let's just say that's what I see when people come to better know me. Like they think they know me, but only see the good and refuse to see the bad. My guess is that you probably don't really know me. Even if you think it's not really a problem, once you see it then you'd realize just how irrational it is.
DON'T have feelings for my situation because quite frankly I think that just accomplishes three unwanted things:
1) It places an unnecessary sense of self-righteousness into yourself, which you shouldn't because you think your helping someone that doesn't deserve help.
2) It further reminds me of how much of a loser I am.
3) You're probably more than likely wrong, which I will blatantly point out.
The concept of a "nice" person has now taken a negative connotation. Right now I think that being nice is a means of putting on a front as a defensive measure to create a stalemate so that no one ever gets "hurt". Unfortunately, it also prevents anyone from ever truly being happy. Being nice prevents people from ever truly going beyond the "first impression". Appearing happy and gleeful all the time seems to be a forefront to all things "nice and pleasant" most of which is pretty much a lie. Kinda boring huh. I might as well go back to lookin like shit again because then at least I'd be real.