Today was one of the hardest days I had to go through and I feel selfish even saying that. Watching a close friend in serious pain and grief is rough. Seeing my friends and acquaintances writing about how much they cared for someone after he passed away is rough. Knowing that this death is bringing so much pain to people is rough, especially when that person thought that they didn’t matter to any of those people.

If only we all took a step back and realized that people on drugs and/or alcohol have a disease, whether it be mental or physical, and sometimes all they need is love and not judgement. We all make choices in life and those choices lead us to become who we are. Maybe if someone felt that they were significant to others those choices would be easier or clearer.

Today has forced me to realize that we are not meant to judge others. It’s not fair. There is no fair way to do it. One person can never know how another person feels or deals with something and it’s not our job to judge them but to rather love them in anyway we can.

Rest in peace Trent. The world cared for you and I wish you could have known that.

I forgot about Tumblr for a while. I was too busy living on the other side of America and the world. Now I’m back in boring South Carolina so I have lots of time to blog :)

If I’m not with somebody who really excites or inspires me, then I’d rather be by myself.
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I think one of the hardest things in life is trying to deal with the fact that you cannot please everyone.  It’s something I’ve been struggling with for a long time and especially at this point in my life. It’s hard to try to be the best daughter, friend, niece, aunt, sister, etc. that you can be while also trying to make yourself happy.  The line of not being selfish and not letting other control your life is very slim. I sometimes wonder how people do it and how I can better handle situations in which I have to make hard choices. Where do you draw the line? Who has more of an impact or importance in your life? Why do we care so much? These are questions I ask myself.