A drunken rant

I know I’ve been MIA for a week and I’m guilty of wasting precious time getting drunk, smoking and eating like an anemic pig. But I realized something quite life changing in one of my many drunken stupors: I have been putting my earplugs on wrong all my life! While I was totally trashed on moderately priced vodka, I saw the little markings on the base of the ear piece, they were labelled R and L- and I’ve been oblivious to it since last sunday! I’ve been putting them wrong all my life. I’ve never in my entire life even noticed that, or maybe you have and I’m just an idiot. I know this seems like a really trivial thing to mention on a blog post, but hear me out on this one.

One word, six letters: Labels. Most of us go through all our lives trying to brand ourselves and try to fit ourselves into neat little boxes (with the exception of people who are like sooooo transcended from doing downward dog for 6 days until they fart themselves silly. And also, people on crack…) We don’t even really know that we’re doing it cause it’s become second nature to us. And there’s nothing wrong with marking ourselves with the correct labels. But the thing is, we don’t now what the right label is! We just come to the conclusion that either: a) I know myself better than anyone else, Or b) what people say about me is who I really am inside.

This mentality can be really harmful in the long run. Honest, Brave, Caring, Loving, funny are some of the examples of the positive ones (Snooze fest!) And the fun one’s like: Manipulative, Home Wrecker (well if people really say that about you, you should probably just stop. Just sayin’), Destructive, Confused and my favorite one: Too gay to function (Yeah, I stole that. Please don’t hurt me) Labelling ourselves wrong can lead to a lifetime of unhappiness and hurt cause we don’t live up to how high we’ve set the expectations for ourselves (Or we think we don’t, atleast). If we’ve already made up our minds about who we are, there is no point to life anymore. There are no mysteries to unravel. We might as well just go into the woods and live like an hermit.

So in conclusion, I’m not preaching or anything. Just an interesting observation that I thought would be fun to document. In the end, true happiness is what matters the most. Just providing my two cents. Stay safe and strong you awesome strangers on the internet! I’ll see you soon. Thanks for reading!