Blaming everyone bar ourselves

Blame

Blame it on our parents, blame on it all the torture meted out in school, blame it on an illness or some disability, but never blame anything on our own stance. Our parents may have been misguided, cruel or inept. Some of us grew up in abject poverty, so poor that we had little food and no running water. Whilst you are happy that you are not living in abject poverty, you feel the psychological effects of relative poverty – you have less than most of your friends. Some of us had it all.

Many rich people become rich due to the unbending desire to go much further than their parents. Many that were given the most privileges and easiest of times can be the ones that find themselves becoming wayward, confused, and disappointed. Namely, those who felt like princes/princesses, praised endlessly for insignificant achievements that took no effort or resolve. Much more so than those who went through a huge struggle. Our formative years makes us who we are. Misfortune need not limit us. Misfortune can be transformed into fortune or fortitude.

Our adult life can be full of sorrow, viewed as a plant grown in bad soil. Or we can look for advantages that we have. Self-pity gets us nowhere. The roots of the happiness flower may have struggled in ropey ground but that makes the root tentacles potent. Those who were abused have gone on to do their utmost to prevent others from suffering the same torment. Can you turn the issue on its head and view it as an opportunity? From the ashes of a past life of hell we can alter what happens next. The pain can give us the resolve to do an awful lot of positive. Sufferance can benefit our identity.

Some problems have no solution particularly the taste of caviar problem which entails getting a taste of something most good, most suited to you, most enjoyable, most rewarding, most wanted. Now it is gone. Now you must resign yourself to things that are barely second best. Happiness is convoluted and involves some luck. Luck that you discovered great things, yet you might have been happier not knowing, not experiencing, not immersing yourself in places that you can’t remain.

There will be one or two other things that you are not rubbish at. It is not compensation, but the awful reality.

There will be one person out there that will marry you.

Some are unhappy because they feel that they are a nuisance. We are all a nuisance to some degree. You have been a nuisance, a bit of a pain since you were born. We all are. And that is usually why you are loved.