Warning: This is a serious post. If you’re looking for entertainment, you’re not gonna find it here today.
I’ve seen a lot.
I’ve seen the dead body of my best friend at the age of 17.
I’ve seen my parent’s marriage fall apart right in front of my eyes.
I’ve seen the exact moment people lose their faith in you.
I never believed, so I always thought, “eh, what’s there to lose?”
You can lose so many worse things than faith.
You can lose family. You can lose loved ones. You can lose friends.
In an instant, you can lose a future or the chance of something more.
Ya know what I say to that?
I say fuck you.
I don’t wanna heard a word about your grand design or your plan because, right now, it all seems pretty random.
No. Not random. It seems cruel.
It seems spiteful, as if, I didn’t believe in you enough that you throw these things at anyone to bully them in to some sort of belief.
And if it meant that things would change, I would believe.
But we both know that’s not true.
So instead, I’m left hoping that there’s nothing because I can’t imagine some all-knowing and supposedly benevolent creator being capable of all of this pain.