This Too Shall Pass

Sometimes everything's just too much, and the weight of the world is on your shoulders, and you have nothing to do but try and push it up that hill, knowing full well that it's going to roll back down and chase your sorry derriere all the way back down that slippery slope, because the world can't just let you have dry land to go through your punishment on, but here's the thing: you can't remember what you did to deserve it. Okay, that's not EXACTLY how the myth goes, but that is totally close to it.
The thing I'm trying to say is, it's an uphill battle and as soon as you get to the top, you're falling. And every time you fall, it miraculously just gets taller. And taller. And taller. Until suddenly, you can't even get to the top any more, and suddenly you're this failure because all you have to do in life is solve your problems, and you couldn't even do that right.
But why are these problems here? You can't remember what you did to get this punishment, but here you are rolling this stupid boulder up a stupid, wet mountain, and you don't even know why.
Now imagine this as a metaphor for life.

High school should really be a good place for people to find themselves, but nowadays everyone finds themselves lost in a shuffle of high school. This age old favoritism to the jocks, and this lessening even more so of respect for those not in sports. I feel like high school is like pushing that stupid rock up that stupid hill because a stupid pinhead told us its what we have to do. Push, fall, push, fall, push, fall.... an endless circle because that's how this always goes.

But breaking the cycle is about rising above that punishment, and just making to where you can be happy. People don't realize it but school isn't the only issue teenagers are facing these days, but there's also the whole family and history and friends and first love and first break ups and being used and abused and it's thing called life, but we don't need this pain from school added to that. And so find what you love, find who you love, find where you love, heck fight for it if you have to: go down swinging and go down fighting hard, whether it's for you or your best friend. If you won't take a stand, no one will. If you are too afraid to take a chance, no one will stand with you because you won't give them the opportunity to.

Stand up. Be heard. Be strong. Be persistent, even when that means snapping a few necks (figuratively). But the minute you stop fighting is the minute the boulder starts chasing gravity and chasing you. And one day the boulder will win, but only if you let it, or if it's predestined.

But the view must be great from the top of that high mountain you've built. And imagine watching that boulder roll off the other end, ready from someone else to push it again.

forever and always,
rex