Motivation is a funny thing. You can have the motivation to do anything and everything in the universe at 3 am, and you may have no motivation to do anything at all because you've hit a low crash in the middle of the day and you just cannot get past it no matter how hard you try to push yourself into it.
Your friends could motivate you into doing things that you don't want to do. Like getting drunk or high, or they may discourage you completely from this which may make you want to do those things even more. It's human nature to want to do stupid things, but the chance of you actually doing them goes up significantly when you are forbidden from doing them.
Parents are usually the ones that put down all the rules, for me it was the exact opposite. My parents didn't give a fuck what I did for the longest time. It takes something big to shock them into caring, well i guess in my case it was only my mom who ended up caring. It doesn't really matter to me what my father (I will refer to him in this story as Ronald because i do NOT consider him to be my father, for the record I don't have one)
To be completely honest i'm probably confusing you aren't I? Well I apologize if I am because it isn't my intention to, I just need to get this out on 'paper' so that I can completely erase it from my mind, it's kind of like a deep cut, it hurts like a bitch for a while until it scars over and then the scar serves as a permanent reminder of how you got it and to not do something like that again so you won't feel the same pain.
It's interesting to me at least how humans never fail to mess up, no matter how many wars, heartbreaks, or genocides happen we just can't seem to remember how bad we hurt ourselves before. Hell, we're well on our way to a third world war, despite how many people died in the first 2 world wars, humans or rather the males in power decide that the need to assert their dominance to other national powers. To be honest i'd thought people were lying when they said that trump was the next Hilter until he basically told North Korea (who has nuclear missiles that could kill numberless people) to go fuck themselves.
This story has to do with the greed of men as in mankind. If you don't think that humans are doing anything wrong then well, I would recommend not reading this because I don't want to offend anyone. These are my opinions and my experiences. Anyways I'll get on with the story now. Brace yourself, it's a hell of a tale
(The pictures that I put up are all ones that I have taken, they'll probably mostly be scenery. The cover photo is a picture that I took a in Colorado 2016)
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RandomDo you have the urge to live? Or the will? (This story will touch on topics that may be harmful to people that have depression, anxiety, and other mental disorders. This story is written in the way that it was remembered by the author.