Chill the Fuck Out!

Saturday, December 15, 2012

This isn't about anyone in particular. It applies to several people I know, mostly younger (female) family members, but not exclusively. So if any of this rings true, please know that I'M NOT PICKING ON YOU! I promise! And before you get your panties in a bunch, read the whole thing. Also, I'd like to think that most anyone could benefit from at least a tidbit or two from this, so even if you're not a younger, female family member of mine, it'd be a worthwhile read.

The world is neither conspiring against you nor does it revolve around you. When something that you find unfavorable happens to or around you, don't take it so personally. You are not that special. You are not that important. Deal with it and get over it. Life will go on either way, so don't waste so much time pouting. Grow up.

You couldn't wait until you were 18, free of parents, grandparents, step-parents, guardians, teachers and whoever else who was telling you what to do, giving you advice, or trying to guide you. Wish granted: you're an adult. Act like it. Congrats, you call the shots now. Yes, working a shitty job sucks. Did you expect to start out as a CEO? And, yes, being responsible for rent, a car, utilities, cable, Internet, food, pet supplies, toiletries, household items, etc., etc. can suck, too. It's part of life. Just do it. Don't cry if you don't have enough money to buy make-up or video games or tattoos, or that cute outfit that is just to die for. Take care of the important shit, work harder, get an education, get a better job, and just do fucking something to get what you want instead of whining about how hard it is. That's life. Very little is given to you, and there isn't always a straightforward path to achieve your goals. Find a way, make a way, and quit whining.

Your 18/19/20/21 year old boyfriend whom you just love so much likes to play video games instead of waiting on you hand and foot 24/7? Yo, he's an 18/19/20/21 year old boy. That's what they do. If you aren't cool with that, then don't be with him. If he keeps putting you down or walks all over you, simply don't put up with it. If he's actually abusive--verbally, physically, or any kind of way--get out of there. Tell someone. Crack him in the head with a frozen pepperoni log when he's sleeping. Don't just stick around and take it. And if he's really only annoying, don't act like he's giving you bruises. Put on your big girl pants and walk away. Find someone else. Find more than one somebody else (to a point). Stop bitchin' about it. You may get lucky and find the love of your life at 18. That's rare. Don't expect it to last forever. Take it as it comes, build on what you have, and if it endures, mazel tov.

Stop thinking that you'll have everything figured out by the time you're old enough to vote, or drink legally, or rent a car, or run for president, or collect Social Security. It doesn't work that way. You're not that smart. No one is. Learn to work with what you can control, what YOU can do. Don't be afraid to ask for help. Be kind to those who offer. Don't take it for granted that someone will bail you out of a jam, or jail. Avoid jail altogether. If you fuck up, that's on you. Some things you can't understand until you've lived a little. Some stuff will never make sense. Other lessons just take time. No one likes being told what he/she can or cannot do or what he/she does or doesn't know, but, often, the only teacher is experience. You're still young, but you'll get there. Gradually. Don't be in such a hurry. Enjoy the present because that's all we're guaranteed and sometimes even that ends abruptly. Make the most out of your short time on this world. Choose to be happy.

You may have some legitimate gripes. You lost a parent. Or both. Your dad wasn't around much. Your mom was an addict. You grew up poor and did without. No one seems to understand you. You got picked on. You were left out. You were sick. You're still sick. That all truly sucks, but it still doesn't make you special. Your mom that passed was also a daughter, a sister, an aunt, a cousin, a niece. Your dad that's gone was a son, a brother, an uncle, a nephew, a cousin. You're not the only one who misses them. Many people knew them much longer than you did. No, it's not the same, but that doesn't make their sadness less important than yours. It's natural to miss someone who's gone. It's OK to keep memories alive, to cry, to want the kind of guidance or insight only that person could give. Remember who is still here, who took care of you, who sacrificed for you because they love you. Just because you didn't agree with their rules doesn't mean you get to shit on them. It's hard on them, too. Don't forget to tell them, "Thank you," or, "I love you." They stepped up. They didn't have to. They still love you.

Stop bitching about not having any friends. Maybe you'd have friends if you quit saying that you didn't 15 times a day. They have their own shit going on, too. Perhaps they're just busy and didn't see your Twitter post. They might be going through something and need some space. Or they could just be sick of your pouting. Maybe they are truly horrible people, and if so, move on and find better folks to hang with. And be nice. Don't just take, take, take. Listen. Really listen. And laugh. When you have a good group of friends, cherish them, and have fun. Not everything is so serious. Joke around with each other. Don't get hurt if someone teases you a little--just give some right back and laugh some more. Enjoy it.

Stop with the text speech. It's not that hard to use proper English. Really. I mean it. Know the difference among homophones. Know what a homophone is. (I'll give you time to look it up, lazy ass. It's OK, I'll wait.) ..."You're" = "you are." There's a verb there. "Your" is a possessive pronoun. It does not include a verb. So when you tell someone: "Your dumb," who's really the dumb one? That was a rhetorical question, you're the dummy there. Yes, you. Don't blame auto-correct, either. Turn it off. No one praises the effectiveness of auto-correct, and it's not catching very obvious errors, so shut up about it. Take a second and use better language. OK? And now that you know what a homophone is, don't be a homophobe. I'm not sure who first said it, but here's Morgan Freeman's take via Twitter: "I hate the word homophobia. It's not a phobia. You are not scared. You are an asshole." Notice the use of "you are" and not "your." Quit saying something is "gay." If it's stupid, call it stupid. There are surely people who are both gay and stupid, but those are unrelated qualities. "Gay" does not mean "stupid."

Be glad and appreciative for what you have, even if it's not much, and not because there are starving children or other people living in horrible conditions around the world. Be mindful of that, too, but be thankful for what you have because you are blessed enough to have it. And if you worked for it, be that much more grateful. Know the difference between "want" and "need." No, you do not need those shoes. You do not need that car. You need food, water, shelter, clothing (to keep you warm, not to make you pretty) and love. Also, you need to listen to me. Yes, "need."

Love is a complicated thing. There are many forms of it. It's best when it's mutual, but it's not always necessary. And, yes, it does hurt when your love is not returned, but you can't make someone love you. I repeat: you cannot make someone love you. And should you not feel the same as someone who has feelings for you, do be kind. You can't help whom you love, only what you do about it. I'm not suggesting that you accommodate a stalker or anything like that, but don't needlessly trample on someone's heart because he or she is not "cool" enough. Again, you are not that special. Like Elvis and Bobby Brown sing, "Don't be cruel."

Respect yourself. Don't settle for BS. Don't put up with shit because you're afraid of being alone. Don't put yourself in bad positions. Work hard, even if it goes unnoticed. You'll know. Be worthy of others' respect. Have respect for others. You will encounter many people whom you do not like. Some may even fuck with you directly. Just walk away. It's really not worth it. If Person X irritates you, don't hang around Person X. If it's unavoidable, don't interact with him or her. None of that is to mean that you don't stand up for yourself. Pick your battles wisely, though. Does arguing with some dumbass about something equally as dumb accomplish anything? Is he or she going to suddenly see your point and understand? Um, no. Be the bigger person. You don't always have to get the last word in. Really. You don't. See how annoying that is? OK. Moving along...

Just because you have the ability to share your every waking thought with the world doesn't mean that you should, or that we want to hear it. Social media is a great tool to keep up with friends and family. It's handy for venting now and then. Subtly (or even outright) crying for help can be a good use of the public forum. But not every little minor annoyance needs to be expressed. I'm sure menstrual cramps suck, but there's nothing I can do about it, and there's not much anyone else can do, either. If you whine and whine and whine about anything and everything that doesn't agree with you, it becomes very easy to tune you out completely. Then we miss something important because you cried wolf too many times.

Take responsibility for yourself. If you fuck up, then YOU FUCKED UP. Deal with the consequences. Be mindful of the repercussions and just don't fuck up, not big anyway. Don't think you'll get away with stuff. It'll eventually come back to bite you in the ass. Hard. And it will leave a mark. If you don't like where you're at, think about what YOU did to get there and what YOU can do to get where YOU want to be. Have a backup plan. Don't be afraid to fail, but don't look for excuses when you do. Take the good with the bad, but focus more on the good. Don't get so lost in big picture ideas that you get discouraged because you're so far away. Have smaller goals that lead to the bigger ones. Be happy with progress, even if it is only a little--progress is progress. Learn from your mistakes. Learn from others' mistakes. Listen to advice; you can always disregard if it doesn't ring true to you, and it might make more sense later on. Keep your priorities straight, even as they change. Don't put yourself in bad situations. For example, if you're not in a good position to have a baby, then be careful with activities that can lead to you getting pregnant. If you're the potential dad in this scenario, man up and don't leaver her to deal with it alone. You're just as responsible.

Have realistic expectations. It's good to dream, but don't count on winning the lottery 7 times so that you can buy Hawaii and live out your days in paradise. You're probably not going to win the lottery even once (and by such a large margin that "probably" almost isn't needed), and Hawaii is not for sale, anyway. Don't plan out your whole life. You're young. Live. Enjoy the freedom you have. It has been said so much that it's become cliché, but it is still true that you will regret more what you didn't do than what you did. I know this for a fact. Thinking you shoulda/woulda/coulda sucks major, dirty rhinoceros ass. So go out and do. But don't be reckless. Don't be a dumbass. Have goals, but remember that you can change them. Your interests will grow and mutate as you live and learn. Don't give up because it was too hard, though. You'll really regret that later. Really.

I've said a few times that you're not special. I fibbed. What I mean is that your problems are not unique. One of the cool things about humanity is that we share so many experiences. We're not alone in feeling how we do, good or bad. We all want the same basic things: freedom and opportunity to be happy, to love, and to be loved. Each one of us is extraordinary and peculiar and distinct and worthy of love and happiness. That goes for you, too! Yes, you! Who do you think I'm talking to here? Your problems, however grave or imagined, are a big deal because they are YOURS. And that's OK. It's the same for everyone else, though. Remember that we're all in this together, that you're not alone, that you are loved, and that you can stop freaking out over every little thing. So, chill the fuck out and live your life as best you can. And if you take just one nugget away from this, know that I LOVE YOU, I'M HERE FOR YOU, and with some work, EVERYTHING WILL BE OK. I mean that. Oh, and know your homophones. I mean that, too. ;)

Peace!

P.S.

You might find this hard to believe, but I'm not perfect either.