Regrets

Lately, I have found that my year is becoming more filled with regrets, then pride. And I have noticed among some of my friends, that they are also feeling regrets.

Mine is something personal, that I don't even want to write in my blog. But if you know me well enough, you know what I am writing about.  I regret decisions that I made, and I feel as though I impulsively made a wrong decision. For me, admitting I was wrong is hard, but to know that my decision is permanent (or possibly permanent) makes it even harder for me to say it.  I knew that it was the wrong thing, right when it was happening, and yet I couldn't suddenly turn around and say "Stop", so instead I have to learn to live with this regret.

There are many things that I regret in my life, but some things happen for a reason.  Well, at least that is what I think.  I got into a car accident two years ago, and it was based on decisions I made one day.  And what happened that day led to my last roommate (who we all know and love...), which then led me to have a new/old roommate this year, and then a course of choices which led me here.

So I have decided, that I am going to make monthly goals in order to make sure that I don't regret not completing it.  And that has to do with writing.  I have always wanted to write a novel, and this year I submitted a short story into a writing competition, but didn't make it into the finalist.  But I don't regret that for one second. Because it's a stepping stone and I am still learning.  So, I have decided to try putting more writing into my everyday life.  Not blogging, but actually writing. I have made a goal for November of 25,000 words.  It's not, making a goal to write a novel, because I feel as though I am not there. But it is there as a reminder to practice  So if I write poems, short stories, anything along the lines of 'writing', then I am fine with that. It's more words then what I was putting out before.  Maybe, just maybe in the future I could write something worth reading.  But until then, 25,000 words.

Here's to hoping.

The God Complex

I have found that some people just like to hear themselves talk. Whether it be about something important, or about the most meaningless things. I understand that some people can go on and on about things, even hours later (sadly, I am one of those people and I know it), but then there are the people who decide to try to mix up the way the conversation is going, then turn their cheek to what they said in the first place.  And that is what is known as the God Complex.

There is one person I know, who will comment on anything, but when confronted about it will suddenly say "I was just giving you this information to be open to others opinions".  But what I don't understand is why would you want to start an argument, because that is what usually happens in these situations. I am all for listening to everyones opinions and supporting them whole heartedly, but sometimes you don't want just a random thought to ponder on. Sometimes you just need their support.

The God Complex, to define it for you all, is the belief that one is God (one being that person). They believe that their opinions are unquestionably correct.  If anyone has studied Greek dramas, it can also be seen as Hubris.

Now I can understand that sometimes you may be right, but you are never going to be completely right all the time. It can't be helped. People make mistakes and people learn from them. But when someone is so bluntly denying the fact that they were in the wrong, its disheartening.

But I'm flying under the radar this year, so I am just trying to let things play out. Be as they may.