A righteous amount of confusion. 

It is far beyond me how some one can choose not to live, but rather to exist.

Living, in itself, I believe, is a word that is very misunderstood.

If you were to look up the word by definition, one of the first things that will come up is;

1. An income sufficient to live on or the means of earning it.

Another would be;

2. The persuit of a lifestyle of the specified type.

 

 

The persuit of a lifestyle of the specified type.

 

This choice of words is so interesting to me.

Only because there are limitless lifestyles we are free to pursue. The act of living is so much more than the processes our bodies perform on a daily basis simply to keep us alive. There is a difference, I believe, between living and remaining alive. It’s all perspective. What is it exactly that determines the quality of your life?

I have come to understand that this is all very personal. Variying from person to person. Depending on who you ask. What is it about your days that fulfills you? Do they have to be good things? Do they have to be bad?

You know yourself. There are facets of the human psyche that are known only to the individual. You, in your rawest most fundamental form. These are sides to ourselves that are forever undeniable and will always remain. Though life and circumstance may alter them, to fully mangle them beyond recognition of its original form has proved to be exceedingly difficult. It is for these reasons that some of us are inherently “good” or inherently “bad”. Some of us are prone to lying while some of us are not. Some of us have a tendency for the chaotic while others tend to be peaceful. Some of us are a little bit of everything to certain limits that also vary by the individual. It’s our nature.

It’s an interesting thing to think about. Is change always a necessity? Is it even possible in some cases?

Perhaps some of us a hard wired a certain way, and others wanting us to change, even if their wanting us to change is warranted, possibly even essential to our survival, maybe them wanting us to change isn’t even something we are capable of achieving. Maybe not at that moment and maybe not ever.

Perhaps we have to want it. Perhaps the person we have become isn’t a person we are proud of. Perhaps we have to see something wrong in ourselves before our brains can trigger a response. Suppose we WANTED and WELCOMED the change.

Suppose we didn’t.

Suppose we were perfectly content right were we are.

What then?

And what of the people who are asking us to change ?

I think at some point we all have to pick a side.

I think it comes down to choosing between decent and indecent.

I think we have a moral responsibility to being honest with ourselves and being honest with others as to what type of people we truly are.

I also think we have a moral responsibility to ourselves to not only knowing that truth about ourselves, but coming to understand that same truth in others. And not only coming to understanding that, but also to coming to accept that some people simply are the way that they are. We may not understand their choices. We may not understand their lifestyle. We certainly don’t have to participate in it. But we do have to accept their being content with it.

Some of us need to learn that there is more to life than simply existing. If that is what you are doing. This also has the ability to split into a caledescope of different ideas and opinions as to what defines living and what defines existing. 

To simplify;

I think if you are unhappy with your life and circumstances and you aren’t doing anything to peruse the lifestyle you desire , then you are not living. You are merely existing. 

So…

What are you doing with your life?

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