I decided to take Thanksgiving off from blogging. I needed a break from life period. Many of you saw me online, and I'm glad you did. However, over the weekend, I didn't do much but clean and think about life. I'm not beating myself up, nor will I ever again. However, I just keep thinking about how bitter I am towards the world.

I'm bitter at a lot of things...the way I was shunned in High School, the ways I was picked on and all the death threats, and for no reason. Why would anyone tell a 13 year old they were going to kill them, without any provocation? The way I have wrecked my life. I spent two years drunk off my ass, I have dropped out of college. I am not proud of these things, yet, I do not regret any of it. These are life experiences that you can never replace. I couldn't if I wanted to.

Don't think that means if I had to do it all over again, I wouldn't change anything. I'd at least stay in school. Maybe stood up for myself a ton more.

Yet, why do I want to be accepted by this world? Look at the violence and the poverty? Look at the bullshit in the world. Motorhead asked if God was blind? The answer is, if he exists then he has to be. How could any entity that claims it loves us make us suffer, and for what?

I try to be charitable, yes, even I have a heart. I see the pictures of the third world, and it really destroys me that good people are dealt such shitty hands, while we have corrupt people in power? Why would I want to be accepted in a world that turns the other way when they see someone in need? We step over the homeless every day, as the rich and powerful look down their noses at the world.

It's time we all helped. It's time that we gave a hand out to those who need it. Because one day, you might need that hand.