My eighth grade science teacher, Mr. Angwin, used to always say to us, “don’t sweat the small stuff.” Consumed by our own petty 13-yr old girl drama, it was impossible to follow such advice. Everything was the end of the world. Saw your crush talking to someone else? End of the world. Didn’t get invited to that sleepover? End of the world. We couldn’t follow his advice because we didn’t know what the small stuff was. Everything was big. Everything was life changing. We didn’t know better.
Now, I know better. I am about to turn 32, and never in a million years did I think I would be both single AND unemployed at 32. Along with recently losing my job, I’ve lost trust in people. People who swore I could always trust them and have acted in ways that indicate the opposite. It’s hard to get past that part. There will be other jobs and, I’m sure, other failures. But losing faith in humanity sucks. When you hear someone say over and over they care about you as a friend, as a person, and then it turns out to not be true, you wonder if you’re entire system is flawed. The system you use to determine who gets inside. It must be flawed when you openly and without question trust those who don’t deserve it, and are afraid to trust those who do.
It sucks but it is life and shit happens. I just hope things turn out okay.