It fell off my hands and I trembled as I stared its shattering dozens of pieces all around my feet. It was laughing at me with its horrifying expression, mocking its way through my anger. The “trollface” mug, cracked in half, laying on the floor, saying “if anyone else were to drop me on the floor, you’d have someone to blame for it. Though, you have no one else to blame for this, but yourself. How does it feel?”
Eventually, I bought a new “trollface” mug. But that’s not the point here. I mean, have you ever felt shitty for realizing that you got no one else to blame for your mistakes, but yourself? Whenever I commit myself to do something and I don’t accomplish to do it the way I actually meant to, in first place, I get a bit “mad” at myself.
The danger is, if I were to get “mad” at myself for all the things I didn’t do straightly the way I should’ve done it… Dawg! I would need a decade long therapy for every month of my adulthood! That’s why I learnt to take it easy on myself and always remind me about how cheesy our lives really are, therefore, it’s somehow unnecessary to try and make it brilliant a hundred percent of the time.
Stay cool, and pretend you’re awesome. Yeah. Just as awesome as my “trollface” mug. Ok, sorry, you’ll never be as awesome as my “trollface” mug, but you can always pretend you are, and by believing so, who knows, one day you might wake up to find out that you are, in fact, as cheesy and lame as everybody else.
Cheers! Gunter Brian.
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