Making a better place to live

Welcome to the real world. You do the same thing, day in, day out, and you repeat it until you die. Nothing has truly changed from when you’re a kid, to when you’re an adult, except for your imagination, your creativity, and your drive. Even the happiest people, go to low depths of their feelings sometimes and I get all of this.

What I don’t get is why people, not everyone, but certain people decide to make those people, who are already struggling, struggle harder. I don’t get why we as a society have a tendency to make everything much worse for people.

What I’ve noticed is the people making it harder for other people, are usually struggling themselves and they’re trying to hide it, because they’re ashamed. But ashamed of what?

When I was growing up (I’m talking middle school years) we had an increase in suicides. It was talked about for a long time, but the motto we got from school and the motto we got from social media were very different. In school, we learned that we needed to talk to someone, if we were feeling upset, or suicidal, we should talk to a professional who could help us.

But online, it was a different story. Kids were being berated for having feelings. Older generations curse us, telling us we were attention freaks, or that we had no reason to feel this way, that we should be grateful for the opportunities that we have today, since those weren’t opportunities they had growing up.

A few years ago, we had the Orlando shooting in the nightclub. A year ago the hot button issue, that’s still an issue today, is the abortion clinics. People are tearing apart these women who are trying to live their own life, their own way. Calling these women, who are already scared, bad people, and murderers, because they are choosing what’s right for them, in their situation. You don’t know what someone else is going through, what they have to deal with, how they feel, what they go home to.

What I don’t understand is why these people are attacking other people. In the end, we’re all human, we all bleed, we all struggle, nobody is better than somebody else. We could change the perspective of America. We could stand up, unite, and just try.

We could try to make the day better for someone, we could try to be a good person who didn’t bully, attack, accuse, judge.

We could keep our mouths shut about other people and stay in our own business.

We could stop harassing people on social media, we could stop making people feel bad because of what they can afford, how they feel, what they choose to do with their own bodies.

We could stop with the hate.

We could all try and make whatever remaining years we have left, happy, easier. America is supposed to be the land of the free and the home of the brave.

But how can we be free, if we’re constantly under attack, and America may be brave in some fronts, but America is not brave against this.