Not exactly a rant, because I believe it’s a little more eloquent and more thought out than a simple rant…
You can’t call it ‘hard work’ when all you do is sit in what you’re comfortable with and allow time to dictate what you think you’re entitled to. What most people don’t understand is that ‘hard work’ is actually and truly hard. It shouldn’t be easy. It should be the most challenging thing you can think of, more taxing than you could have imagined, more frustrating because it is not so simple as black and white.
A writer is not an author when they sell the same story inside different covers.
An actor is not a performer when all they can do is play themselves in every role.
And a dancer is not an artist if all they can do is one move over and over again.
People throw up the quote from Will Smith often:
“If you’re absent during my struggle, don’t expect to be present during my success.”
I see it everywhere.
What success are you referring to? What have you done? What have you accomplished?
It’s a quote riddled with the thought of passive revenge.
Who are you trying to prove yourself to? Who has wronged you?
And for those who use it…did you ever think that maybe you weren’t present during someone else’s struggle and now their success is their revenge towards you?
They say pride comes before the fall, but in truth too much humility can get awfully annoying.
And sometimes humility gets confused with being humble, and when that happens good advice comes off as cliche.
And yet cliches aren’t born from nothing, so that means people are bringing such cliches to life.
And yet people believe themselves to be the exception, to be singularly alone in their courses of actions, in their reactions, and in their understanding of things.
And when that happens…we all just get a little more annoyed because really, who wants to hear the same story coming from different mouths?
Am I not making sense?
Is there more to these thoughts than what I’m writing down?
Of course there is.
There are names too. And situations. And accusations. And good old-fashioned feelings of irritation.
And then I find that, at the end of the day, I am exactly like the people I get so unbelievably upset with.