The Easy Road Is The Wrong Road, Every Time

The Easy Road Is The Wrong Road, Every Time

It's easy to be prideful and it's easy to place blame. But that's what's wrong with our society: we choose the easy route, even if it leads us to the wrong destination.

Isn't it so much easier to point fingers at someone else? Isn't it easier to let the pieces fall where they may, even if they fell in the wrong place? And isn't it easier to be self-righteous and prideful, rather than knocking down our walls to show something a little less appealing? That's our problem as a society, we go for the easiest route, and that's why we make a mess of things so often.

This simple and ugly truth isn't all that apparent until the damage has been done. We don't have a time machine and we can't take back the things we say and do. Something has been broken and more often than not, we have to ride the wave rather than trying to swim through it. But, as cliché as it sounds, it's how we ride that wave that can make or break if we get crushed by impact, or we land safely on the shore.

It's easy to avoid a problem. Out of sight out of mind right? Well, no not exactly. Here's the thing, when problems arise, there is typically more than one person involved. Two people means two sides of the story. And if we let time sit between those two stories without addressing them both head on, it's like taking gasoline to a small fire. It will only make the problem worse. And by the time there is a fire burning everything in sight, there's nothing left to resolve. It's all just ash.

It's also easy to point fingers. It always has been. We learn this when we are young and we used to find that it could get us out of some pretty sticky situations. But maturity is supposed to teach us that placing blame on others doesn't do the trick like it used to. Now, it only shows others that we aren't strong enough to accept responsibility for our actions. Deep down, our conscience knows we are to blame. So, regardless if the people we hurt know we are at fault, we know ourselves. And that is a whole other, and incredibly large battle to fight.

It's easy to find one fault in someone else to justify our actions. It's amazing how we can hurt the people we love simply by referring to a single issue and calling that hurt justifiable. We tend to forget that people have flaws and they make mistakes. We can't be perfect every minute of every day. We can get so consumed with one mistake or flaw, that we completely forget that we have about 20 of our own. It's sad how the people we love care enough to look past those flaws, but we hold on to just one of theirs and call it a reason to inflict pain. Do unto others as you would have others to unto you. The golden rule applies here, and everywhere.

Don't push people away because a mistake has been made or words were said and got lost in translation. It's important that we assess all sides of a situation. The 360-degree view shows much more than the 180 our minds tend to see. Be kind. Be compassionate. Be understanding. And be forgiving. It's not always easy to be those things, especially when we feel we've been hurt or treated unfairly, but it's the right way to act in order to keep a problem at bay.

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To The Friends I Won't Talk To After High School

I sincerely hope, every great quality I saw in you, was imprinted on the world.


So, for the last four years I’ve seen you almost everyday. I’ve learned about your annoying little brother, your dogs and your crazy weekend stories. I’ve seen you rock the awful freshman year fashion, date, attend homecoming, study for AP tests, and get accepted into college.

Thank you for asking me about my day, filling me in on your boy drama and giving me the World History homework. Thank you for complimenting my outfits, laughing at me presenting in class and listening to me complain about my parents. Thank you for sending me your Quizlets and being excited for my accomplishments- every single one of them. I appreciate it all because I know that soon I won’t really see you again. And that makes me sad. I’ll no longer see your face every Monday morning, wave hello to you in the hallways or eat lunch with you ever again. We won't live in the same city and sooner or later you might even forget my name.

We didn’t hang out after school but none the less you impacted me in a huge way. You supported my passions, stood up for me and made me laugh. You gave me advice on life the way you saw it and you didn’t have to but you did. I think maybe in just the smallest way, you influenced me. You made me believe that there’s lots of good people in this world that are nice just because they can be. You were real with me and that's all I can really ask for. We were never in the same friend group or got together on the weekends but you were still a good friend to me. You saw me grow up before your eyes and watched me walk into class late with Starbucks every day. I think people like you don’t get enough credit because I might not talk to you after high school but you are still so important to me. So thanks.

With that said, I truly hope that our paths cross one day in the future. You can tell me about how your brothers doing or how you regret the college you picked. Or maybe one day I’ll see you in the grocery store with a ring on your finger and I’ll be so happy you finally got what you deserved so many guys ago.

And if we ever do cross paths, I sincerely hope you became everything you wanted to be. I hope you traveled to Italy, got your dream job and found the love of your life. I hope you have beautiful children and a fluffy dog named Charlie. I hope you found success in love before wealth and I hope you depended on yourself for happiness before anything else. I hope you visited your mom in college and I hope you hugged your little sister every chance you got. She’s in high school now and you always tell her how that was the time of your life. I sincerely hope, every great quality I saw in you, was imprinted on the world.

And hey, maybe I’ll see you at the reunion and maybe just maybe you’ll remember my face. If so, I’d like to catch up, coffee?



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It's 2019, And I Can Confirm One Size Does Not Fit All, At All

I'll take feeling good over meeting your standards. Thank you.


We live in a society where being yourself and expressing who you truly are is something that is becoming more and more accepted and is actually trendy. Left and right, people are coming forward and declaring who they are and want to be in life and there is a crowd of people there to cheer them on.

There is also always that small percent sitting in the corner, ready to throw derogatory comments and taint the self-love, respect, and acceptance that's flowing.

Every single time this happens, the internet breaks and feuds form in the comment sections. How many times does this fight have to be had before people just mind their own business? How someone looks is frankly none of your concern. Whether you think the person is too fat, too skinny, too girly, too rough, too whatever, it's none of your business.

I'm a firm believer that one should focus on their own life instead of living to tear others down. You should be more concerned with feeling good in your own body than wasting your energy trying to make people ashamed of theirs. It's not your place to comment on someone's appearance.

We should work on building up confidence and feeling good in our skin. Exercising, working on your mental health, and surrounding yourself with good energy will improve your life exponentially. DO NOT do this to achieve an aesthetic or try to look like an Instagram model. Only do it to feel good about yourself internally. What you look like on the outside should only matter to you.

I would be lying if I said I didn't fall victim to countless beautiful women who post their swimsuit photos looking like they stepped out of Vogue magazine. I would be lying if I said I didn't struggle with my own body image and have to remind myself daily that it's okay to not fit their mold. I won't lie to you. We live in a world that feels the need to comment on every inch of our skin rather than focus on more important issues. Shut off the noise and ignore the words that are given in hate. You have better things to do than focus on their negativity.

Make your own mold.

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