Thursday, 29 May 2008

I wonder, how much of me is due to the upbringing I had.

Would I be a kinder, nicer person, perhaps, if I did not grow up with the words which hurt?

But that is a really stupid question. Even if I did, I still have the choice of choosing how I will deal with my childhood, my parents, and my siblings.

You too have that choice.

Choice is the last free thing you can do with your life.


Nearly everyone complains, but few take responsibility for where they are.


Those who do? They know how to make things better.

Choose. Decide. Do.

And then when you can't cope... say so ...



So much better than being angry at other people................................................................................................................................

Come on... it isn't like complaining, or whining, or pretending to be someone else, can take you away from where you are.

Only time, and concerted choices over time, can get you to where you want to be.

Choose, damnit. And commit.

Damnit.

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