Life is messy.
It’s easy to get overcome with emotions and moments of passion and not realize what they are or why they take a hold of you. People are complicated, though it’s easy to simplify them as well and almost a necessity. Judgements are made instantaneously and usually carry with them enough weight to crush potential relationships before they even begin. This isn’t new. Youth and inexperience give way to old mistakes made a million different ways. People tell themselves that they’re young and invincible, but how many believe it? And if they don’t believe it, how do those old mistakes keep getting made?
Life is messy.
People carry their burdens with them and guard them vicariously. It’s a new generation, though the vices they seek to use as therapy remain the same. Free love isn’t new and there’s a good chance that promiscuity has existed just as long as the organs that provoke it. What makes the youth of today different from the baby boomers? We have thousands of ways to communicate with one another, though the mystery still remains, the mistakes -however common- still get made. As the divorce rate climbs past 50%, it’s a strange world that has more broken families than functioning ones. Free love was once empowering and now it remains only pragmatic and everyone seems to be well acquainted with how doves cry.
And yet empathy remains hard.
We lock our burdens away, we wear them as armor and although they affect the way we think -sometimes for the worse-, we take salvage in them. People lock themselves up in their minds in a depressing sort of self-centeredness that makes it sometimes easier to assume that you’re alone than otherwise. It’s not a new thought, it’s obvious that your own problems are given more weight than the problems of others...
But life is messy.
And people are complicated.
It's easy to say isn't it?
Nothing new.
Yet it seems that no matter how complicated a person is, everybody seems to understand everything about everybody. When others do something the explanation is strong and simple, when you do something you just feel weak and the story is complicated. Shaped by failed relationships, we repeat the same mistakes that we once deemed inexcusable, we either give in or we shut in and neither side wins but both think the other has lost.
But life is messy and people are complicated.
