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A story for those who may need it
15 years ago
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Dear Furaffinity...
Here is a little story from my life to yours. I hope you can use it. I already told 
kingxcabbage this over the weekend, so you don't have to reread this, buddy :)
I've been feeling rather flustered for the past few days. Not being nearly as bouncy as I normally am. I chose to disclose this here because I don't have any other journals and I figured this story might help those who need it. I'll try to keep it short.
A little about myself, my father passed away when I was just starting college. My relationship with him, suffice it to say, was a little crazy at the time. I never viewed the body, I never cried at the funeral, I didn't keep in contact with the family from his side. For these reasons, I started having terrible dreams of my father being alive again, maybe even coming back from an extended vacation from me specifically. Sometimes they felt so real I thought if I ran upstairs I'd see him there, at the door. Bad dreams.
One time I woke up at 3 in the morning. I couldn't go back to sleep. I had called my only friend (not even a really close one at that) and talked to him about it.
"Wow, dude, that's rough," he said. "All I had was a dream about Turok."
Our conversation took on a less serious tone as he talked about his amazing and hilarious dream and then into foods we have cooked before. He told me of a time where he was involved in a lot of internet drama and he was thinking about it all day. It aggravated him so much that he was even thinking about it when he was cooking a steak for himself.
"I kept thinking what kinda bullshit is that anyway? Why would anyone say that?" He paused. "And then I looked down at the plate before me and thought to myself; Why would I worry about that when I'm about to have this delicious steak?"
His words were very straight, to the point. Why would he worry about that when he was about to enjoy that juicy steak? It resounded with me so strongly at 4am that it shook me back to reality.
My father passed away almost more than 5 years ago. I know I will continue to grieve when i need to, but now...
Why would i worry about that when I'm about to have this delicious steak? There are plenty of greater things in live to look forward to. Not always should you dwell on the past and wonder the "why" or the "how" or even the "what". It's fine to build on your past experiences, but when you keep over thinking why things ended up the way they are, you go in circles with "what if's" and "what could have's".
My story to you is to help you understand that you should always be looking forward. Always keep an optimism for the presents before you. It is okay to think about the past once in a while, it's nostalgic and natural.
But never let those tastes ruin the pure flavor, of the delicious steak you're about to eat today.
(...Unless you're vegetarian <3 )
kingxcabbage this over the weekend, so you don't have to reread this, buddy :)I've been feeling rather flustered for the past few days. Not being nearly as bouncy as I normally am. I chose to disclose this here because I don't have any other journals and I figured this story might help those who need it. I'll try to keep it short.
A little about myself, my father passed away when I was just starting college. My relationship with him, suffice it to say, was a little crazy at the time. I never viewed the body, I never cried at the funeral, I didn't keep in contact with the family from his side. For these reasons, I started having terrible dreams of my father being alive again, maybe even coming back from an extended vacation from me specifically. Sometimes they felt so real I thought if I ran upstairs I'd see him there, at the door. Bad dreams.
One time I woke up at 3 in the morning. I couldn't go back to sleep. I had called my only friend (not even a really close one at that) and talked to him about it.
"Wow, dude, that's rough," he said. "All I had was a dream about Turok."
Our conversation took on a less serious tone as he talked about his amazing and hilarious dream and then into foods we have cooked before. He told me of a time where he was involved in a lot of internet drama and he was thinking about it all day. It aggravated him so much that he was even thinking about it when he was cooking a steak for himself.
"I kept thinking what kinda bullshit is that anyway? Why would anyone say that?" He paused. "And then I looked down at the plate before me and thought to myself; Why would I worry about that when I'm about to have this delicious steak?"
His words were very straight, to the point. Why would he worry about that when he was about to enjoy that juicy steak? It resounded with me so strongly at 4am that it shook me back to reality.
My father passed away almost more than 5 years ago. I know I will continue to grieve when i need to, but now...
Why would i worry about that when I'm about to have this delicious steak? There are plenty of greater things in live to look forward to. Not always should you dwell on the past and wonder the "why" or the "how" or even the "what". It's fine to build on your past experiences, but when you keep over thinking why things ended up the way they are, you go in circles with "what if's" and "what could have's".
My story to you is to help you understand that you should always be looking forward. Always keep an optimism for the presents before you. It is okay to think about the past once in a while, it's nostalgic and natural.
But never let those tastes ruin the pure flavor, of the delicious steak you're about to eat today.
(...Unless you're vegetarian <3 )
also, Hakan ftw.
j/k you guys oh god here comes the hate mail D:
ALSO CHUNKS ILU FOREVER <3
CHUNKS
I'M VEGETARIAN
WHAT DO I DO???
PS: Quality post. Ten thumbs up.
I had a similar epiphany like that a short while ago. Got too absorbed in the past and wondering "why did I do this" or "man, I shouldn't have gotten myself involved in that". It almost cost me some very important friendships and relationships, actually. Nowadays, I stopped giving a rat's ass about those kinds of "what-ifs" and just worry about what's going on with the here and now. I'm much happier at the current time than I was a little over a year ago.
Learning from the past is perfectly okay, but there's a fine line between that and getting too wrapped up in it to where you can't enjoy what you have now.
tl;dr-- moping is for BUSTAS.
I'm really glad my friend pointed this journal out to me :) And it helps that I LOVE steak, because now all I'll want to think about is juicy steaks when I get too caught up on the past.