Dear Diary,
I know I have always been one of the less perspective ones in the lot, unable to grasp people's real intentions hidden within their cores. I know I get so swept away by their sweet, fake imposition, that i completely miss their ugly dark insides. I know I have always had trust issues, where I trust too easy and realize too late. But really, is the world THAT bad?
It is just so easy to believe that every person around you has your best at interest. It takes so less an effort to just be happy with everyone you associate with on daily basis, trying to avoid the ugly web of lies they might be weaving to suffocate you. Yet everyone knows that fairyland and Santa clause does not exist. There is no such thing as good intentions. Specially in a corrupted country as this. Definitely with corrupted people like these.
Yes, I've been hit straight in the face with yet another lie. A reflection which was not a mirror, sadly only a mirage. What I blindly trusted for a friend, turned out to be nothing but a devil inside. A broken trust once more. A blinding arrow straight to the heart.
Haven't we seen enough movies to realise that the good guy always wins? Why are we so scared of the floating lies then? What could those liars hold on our head, that burden us so much? Yes, we can try to avoid every hurdle they place in our way by just sidestepping quietly. Look the other way every time they try to showcase another one of their master discoveries. But can we hold steadfast to the true nature of our reputation? Would the natural and bare bearings stay put for long? Or would they wither away in the harsh weather conditions?
After all that dear diary, what really matters is, holding fast to all the values that leads you through the path of good. No matter how much they sting. bite, poison, don't stoop to their dirty level of getting revenge or attacking their reputation in order to elevate yours. Hold your head above the water. Don't let them drag you down with them. Because you deserve to live in bright sunshine and glow with your true self, and not sulk around in the dirty sledge at the lowest parts of the sea with them and their filthy, stinking lies.
This above all: To thine own self be true,for it must follow as dost the night the day,that canst not then be false to any man.
- Shakespeare (Hamlet) inspired by Socrates (Know thyself).
