Nope, nope and nopy nope nope! :)

We each choose our realities.

I am here because I chose to seek out grand opportunities and not shy away from hard work.

@smuggly-sparrow is here because they chose to be here as well.

Just because one is born poor in this world does not make it anyone else's fault when one DIES poor.

Last year was easily my worst ever. Hands down. It was a year of getting kicked out, sleeping on the floor, eating rice as my daily meal and generally being uber-depressed and miserable.

This year is better, because I chose to make it so. I chose to stop blaming my parents and circumstances for my reality. I chose to trust my heart's desire to treat others with kindness instead of framing everything as a competition in my mind. I chose to be happy, hard-working and hopeful instead of an opportunistic walking raincloud.

The guy in this story chose to betray his friends and treat them like dirt. He chose to be a loser. Having experienced difficulties in his past does not excuse him of this cold reality.

I just found a baby swallow and posted a philosophical story about it. Check it out here!. Or don't. It's cool. :)