She needs to sort out her priorities.
~ Ron Weasley, from a scene in Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone (or Philosopher’s Stone, depending on what side of the pond you’re on)
I generally don’t like to rant about other people on my little blog here (*insert sarcastic laugh*), but sometimes I just witness something that makes me weep and wonder what’s going on. However, when it’s a friend, it’s harder to do without hurting their feelings. Since I am by no means a confrontational person when it comes to my friends (sometimes I am, but it depends on the situation), I have to take a slightly different approach.
I have great respect for people who know where they’re going and how they’re going to get there, when it comes to their lives. Lord knows it’s taken me a while to get to where I am, with all of the obstacles that were thrown in my path. Generally speaking, things are amazing in my life right now. I have a wonderful husband who loves me despite my flaws and quirks (and I love him all the same as well). I have two wonderful supportive parents who, even though we may have our differences at times, stand behind my choices. I have 4 cats that might as well be my kids. I have amazing friends that I consider to be family. I have a growing business in an industry that I love with wonderful clients who appreciate the hard work I do for them. I just got accepted into Philadelphia University’s Interactive Design and Media program for the spring semester (provided that the Mayans were incorrect in their indirect predictions and we don’t have a zombie apocalypse).
Like I said, generally, I have a good life. I have a plan. However, when I see someone who does not have a plan for their life, or they had a plan and faltered somewhere, I have to wonder what the hell happened. How could someone get so far off track that they can’t seem to catch a break enough to get back on? Or, how could they let themselves fall into such a deep rut?
Is it bad that I often find myself wondering that? I realize that it might sound as though I am gloating about having it good when others have it pretty bad. I am not trying to make it sound like this, honestly. I think this is my way of seeing if I can’t conjure up a way to help the people I know who are having these problems. I hate to see them having such a hard time with what life throws at them, but at the same time, it’s their own fault, and there’s likely nothing I can do to help. It’s kind of like a train wreck, and you can’t look away. You can only stare in horror from behind a piece of glass, hoping things will work out in the end.
Other times, I just want to go up to these people and give them a good shake while yelling, “YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR CHOICES, STOP COMPLAINING AND BLAMING OTHERS (AND THINGS) FOR YOUR DOWNFALLS AND DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!!”
One of these days, I will become the confrontational friend that everyone hates because I give them the kick in the ass to actually do something about their lives.
And on an unrelated (but sort of related since it’s Harry Potter), here’s a license plate to make your day.