What is it like to have things handed to you?
What does it feel like knowing that the things you have were not worked for?
Have you ever broke a sweat for someone other than yourself?
Have you ever cried because you thought things couldn't get any worse?
What about because things haven't been better?
Do you know what its like to wake up everyday knowing you have to get up?
Do you ever not get up?
The moral of these questions is to know that everyone has hardships, some are worse to a different degree. Some people are more fortunate than others. Within this world we all still get the opportunity to wake up the next day and live this beautiful life. There will be high points and low points in life and each day we should just be thankful to be alive.
Know you are blessed, live life with a smile, and never stop thinking.
-Cult
Monday, May 28, 2012
Sunday, April 22, 2012
Chugg Along
4/20/2012
I committed suicide once. I was eight or nine years old. I licked the leaf of a poisonous plant because I thought life was not worth living for some reason. I do not even know what led me to doing such an irrational act; what was I thinking?
The whole rest of the day I thought that I was going to die in my sleep. I couldn't even tell you what I did for my "last day" on Earth. When bed time came around I remember not wanting to fall asleep. I started to cry -- quietly so no one could hear me. I prayed to God that night. I told him that I wasn't ready to die. I prayed that he would spare my life.
Eventually I fell asleep. I woke up the next morning. Relieved. I was still alive! I don't even recall being thankful. Since then I continued living my life the way I had before. Being a shithead from time to time. I even had moments of being an angel.
I look back at my life since then. I've made many friends, lost a couple, grown apart from a good amount, made mistakes, acted stupid, graduated high school, enjoyed life at many different events, currently attending college soon to graduate, and I've even fallen in love which led to a broken heart. Being in love is one of the best feelings I have ever experienced in my life. But the break up... Ohh the break up.
I don't remember the feelings I was going through when I was eight or nine that made me want to die... But I can't imagine them being worse than the way my broken heart felt, and sometimes still feels. It took me sixteen almost seventeen years to fall in love for the first time and I stayed in love for nearly five years. Sometimes I think I'm still in love. Knowing the other party doesn't feel the same way I feel about them kills me on the inside.
I'm not going to end my life because of the way I feel. I'm going to continue life one breath at a time. I know God has a plan for me. I'm still going to have my moments of being a shithead. Although I'll have many more moments of being an angel (Gentleman, now that I'm a grown up). I will finish college. I will have a career. And one day I will fall in love again. God knows what he is doing, and I know this because twelve or thirteen years ago he didn't let me end my life.
Coltann
Children do stupid things...
I committed suicide once. I was eight or nine years old. I licked the leaf of a poisonous plant because I thought life was not worth living for some reason. I do not even know what led me to doing such an irrational act; what was I thinking?
The whole rest of the day I thought that I was going to die in my sleep. I couldn't even tell you what I did for my "last day" on Earth. When bed time came around I remember not wanting to fall asleep. I started to cry -- quietly so no one could hear me. I prayed to God that night. I told him that I wasn't ready to die. I prayed that he would spare my life.
Eventually I fell asleep. I woke up the next morning. Relieved. I was still alive! I don't even recall being thankful. Since then I continued living my life the way I had before. Being a shithead from time to time. I even had moments of being an angel.
I look back at my life since then. I've made many friends, lost a couple, grown apart from a good amount, made mistakes, acted stupid, graduated high school, enjoyed life at many different events, currently attending college soon to graduate, and I've even fallen in love which led to a broken heart. Being in love is one of the best feelings I have ever experienced in my life. But the break up... Ohh the break up.
I don't remember the feelings I was going through when I was eight or nine that made me want to die... But I can't imagine them being worse than the way my broken heart felt, and sometimes still feels. It took me sixteen almost seventeen years to fall in love for the first time and I stayed in love for nearly five years. Sometimes I think I'm still in love. Knowing the other party doesn't feel the same way I feel about them kills me on the inside.
I'm not going to end my life because of the way I feel. I'm going to continue life one breath at a time. I know God has a plan for me. I'm still going to have my moments of being a shithead. Although I'll have many more moments of being an angel (Gentleman, now that I'm a grown up). I will finish college. I will have a career. And one day I will fall in love again. God knows what he is doing, and I know this because twelve or thirteen years ago he didn't let me end my life.
Coltann
Children do stupid things...
Friday, April 20, 2012
2/17/2012
You cannot schedule your life too precisely. Things come up... Tragedy, opportunity, good, bad... Whatever comes up, know that everything happens for a reason. Something bad can lead to something better. Live each day with an open mind. Plan, but don't feel the need to always stick to it. Be spontaneous yet stay responsible. Stay on a path; and know that there is more than one rout. Some routs have roses, others have cacti. Whichever path you're on, realize that there is a finish line. Just enjoy where you are and stay focused.
Always Smile
Koltt
Always Smile
Koltt
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