•My Father | JJK

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19 YEARS PRIOR

Sanae was very much aware that she was living a good life. She knew very well that compared to others, she had it easier. In a way, she was privileged and she acknowledged this fact. She found it important to acknowledge how lucky she is compared to others, and that not everyone around her live a life similar to hers. Everyone has a different life and unfortunately, some have it more difficult than others. Not everyone had enough money to have food every day on their table, not everyone had enough money to have access to electricity, not everyone had enough money to have water, not everyone had enough money to buy essential needs, not everyone had enough money to even afford a roof above their head, not everyone had it easy to find a job or to go to school. Everyone has their own difficulties and challenges to go through every day, but she also knew very well that some had it easier than others, and that some lived more comfortably. She considered herself lucky on this aspect. She always had food on the table, always had access to clean water, a clean home, clean clothes, and such. She acknowledged those privileges and was thankful to have them. It was unfair that some couldn't have access to such basic needs, but she also knew that it was the way the world worked. The world had always worked this way, and as much unfair as it was, she knew that it is impossible to change those ways. Since the beginning of time, the world worked in those unfair ways, and she knew that it would never change. As unfortunate and sad as it was.

Everyone had always better to do than help others, everyone had always their reasons or their excuses, and even if some were valuable, some were selfish and corrupted, everyone had their own life, their own challenges and difficulties, their own problems, issues, fears, doubts and more. Everyone was too much absorbed into their own life and never took enough time to appreciate the luck they had or to acknowledge the struggles of others. It was always easier for humans to complain. Complaining wasn't necessarily a bad thing, but sometimes, people could complain about such stupid things that it could become selfish and narcissistic. It was easier to notice the bad things in life, to view the glass half empty instead of half full. A lot of people would often complain just so they could complain, talking just to talk, wasting air and saliva to complain about problems that could easily be fixed if they would really put in the effort instead of losing time and energy to complain and search for excuses. It was easier to search for excuses, but in the end, it won't help anyone. The real thing that would help would be searching for means and help. It was harder, yes, but sometimes, someone has to put in more effort to help themselves.

Sanae always tried to see the best in any situation. She always tried to find means to her problems and she would be quick to try and apply them. She never thought that complaining was a good thing. At the exceptions of some situations, she would never complain, and if she would, she would keep her complaints to herself. People did not need to hear her complain, so she would keep it to herself and try to fix whatever needs to be fixed. If she complained, it would never last long as she would be quick to try and search for a way to fix things. For example, the guy she kept on encountering for the past few weeks, the guy how she finally knew the name of, Satoru Gojo, was annoying her to no end. She complained about it, of course, she did, but she was quick to search for a way to avoid him to fix this problem. It didn't completely work, but it was fine. It was definitely better than nothing. Sometimes, a problem couldn't be entirely fixed, but it could become less of an issue.

But even knowing all of this, Sanae, sometimes, wished she would have a different life, but after telling herself that, she would correct it by wishing that things would be different. Because her life wasn't atrocious, it was a good life and she wouldn't change it for another one, but as much as she loved her current life, sometimes, she wished things would be different from what they were. Nothing was perfect, she also knew that. She knew that her life wasn't perfect, and it never will be, but it's not a reason to wish to have a different life, to wish that she had been born into a different life, because she knew that even if she changed life, her new life would also have some flaws that she couldn't really fix. Perfection did not exist, so wishing for it would be useless.