Life.. people..
I am actually writing this to my self.. a note.. a reminder that people don’t seem the way they are.. I cannot trust people anymore. Everything is a lie. People are not what they seem.. I don’t want to get into the details. I am keeping that to my self. I am keeping all the craziness and nastiness of others that I don’t in a million years fathom or think it would ever happen.. I wish I was a kid again. I wish I could just not think of anyone or anything.. none of life’s problems. I keep thinking to my self that my life is bad.. but no. My life is great.. Others have it much worse then me. I would just rather stay alone.. No one to bother me. I don’t want to hear any more stories. I don’t want to imagine anything anymore. I rather be alone living peacefully.. Just doing my work. Doing what I have to do to survive and be a good person. That’s all.
Hello world! My name is Mona, a Palestinian living in London, Ontario, Canada. I am a computer programmer and graphics designer. This is my personal web blog, and you can learn more about me [
Maybe your life is bad. it is the way you see it. If you see it that way, then it is like that. Some good, some days bad, some sad….it is life…find one and then you life may not be so subjectively void of objectivity. Comparison are for trite people, are you a simple person? Find something in that and see your self in it. Substitution mirror comparison
Bye
All I can say is ‘know thyself’. The rest is easy. But it depends on how much forgiveness you are able to hand out in charity. Or rather, love in abundance like you never expect a return, and when you make change off of it, you can feel proud that you loved best you could.