Honestly the times when I have been MOST miserable in my life have been
as a child because you are unhappy and helpless. When bad shit happens
now in life, I’m a grown-up, I don’t sit there and cry, I get to
fucking work and fix the shit.
Weer’d Beard – Another Good Video
February 10, 2012
[I will admit that there are times I look back and my childhood and think it would be fun to go back. Mainly those things that I think about going back for are those “Groundhog Day” type instances. That entertaining night in Philly while going to the National Jamboree in scouts, hiking through Philmont, being staff for JLT with a bunch of friends. It was fun! It’s the fun and memories I remember that calls to me.
Thing is, I wouldn’t really want to go back and stay. Why? I can go out when ever I want and shoot stuff and blow stuff up. If I feel like going to the range, I can hop in my truck and go. No asking my dad and hoping he has time. Yeah when something goes wrong I have to deal with it. Does it suck, not really. Why? Because the buck stops with me and I like responsibility. When something goes wrong I have to figure it out and solve the problem. Yeah there are times I hate the stress that goes with it, but you know what, I learned from those mistakes. Yeah stress sucks, but I have a wonderful wife there to help me find my way to the other side. It’s life, get used to it. Besides, as an adult I can actually do something about it. As a kid, I’d just have to deal with it.
I think Sunday I’m headed down to the range. Why? Because I fucking can! I’m good with being an actual grown adult.* -B
*This is opposed to those people who are grown up in physical size and stature but never emotionally matured and became adults.**
**This is not in reference to those with mental disabilities. The wife works with people who do have those type of issues, I’m talking about the people coddled by their parents and shielded from the real world to the point where they want the government to become a parent to keep coddling them.]