Story of Our Lives

Our great depression is our own lives. Try as we may to look for scapegoats we are our own weight that pull ourselves under water. You look at the world around you and try to figure out what to blame for your misfortunes money, friends, family but the problem would be solved if your eyes would look at yourself. You are the cause of your own failure, pain, agony and hopelessness. If people were to stop wasting time trying to look for a problem where it is not and quit whining about how the world is a cold place humanity would be better off. The world doesn't owe you anything, it was here first. The reason you are what you are only you knows. Seize your destiny and quit being cry babies, just don't try to change the world or anyone around you. You are your own problem. So get your shit together and fix your life because no one will fix it for you. Not your shrink, your friends or those crappy motivational books you're reading( By the way, why do people read those books? They are nothing but a psychological exploitation. But that is a story of another day) So grow up and take control, you make your own destiny