Wednesday, October 11, 2006

It happens every time.

Just as you are feelin really good about urself...someone, or something, comes along and crushes that wonderful euphoric feeling of confidence. Someone comments that your ponytail is crooked, after you spent seven hours getting it right. Someone announces rather loudly that you have a tiny hole in the seat of your pants, after you thought you had patched it up correctly. Someone comments that the bacon has the slightest taste of being burnt, after you DID burn it, but spent forever scraping the burnt pieces off.

And what could THEY know about your private sufferings? How in the world are they supposed to know that you spent three hours making that birthday card that they thought was a coaster and set their drippy glass on? How they know?

They can't.

Don't blame them. It happens. Friends, parents, siblings, how could they know that you, poor little you, suffered greatly just to bring something to the table? How could they know that you try so hard, and are just taken for granted? Would they know the difference if you disappeared off the face of the Earth? If you were abducted by aliens? Would they ever wonder, "Now where is that girl that burnt the bacon that one time?"

To them it's "that one time," to you, it's all the time. Whenever you accomplish a great task, they don't notice, do they? That's okay. Someday you'll be gone, and they'll be heard all over the town crying, "Oh where is that GIRL!! I wish I had known how HARD she worked to cook that bacon, I wish I'd known how proud she was of that ponytail! Oh, woe is me."

They will lament and feel crushed, their confidence will flounder, they will be lost in the misery of losing you, the girl who worked so hard and was never appreciated. They won't feel the euphoria of being confidant of themselves and their achievements. They will end up just like you. You will have started and inevitable chain of low self-esteem, and all because you were an over achiever.

The only way to prevent the entire population of the world from falling to this sad, woeful fate is to not achieve.

For you see, it happens every freaking time.

-The above entry is solely dedicated to Nila, who's convinced that she has no purpose in her life and that the whole world is turning against her. Girl, it's just a BACON, for God's sake. Sheesh.-

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