You try too hard

This world is infinitely simple...

But you make it so fucking complicated.

You keep looking for this 'quiver-killer' 'one-trick-pony' solution to figure it out.  But I've discovered something.  There is no unbeatable philosophy to reach eternal happiness and satisfaction.  Life will always have it's up and downs no matter how many inspirational quotes you hear.  No matter how many times you pray.  No matter how many times you read a book.  No matter how many times you give money to the homeless.  None of it matters.

You try too hard.

Not that those things aren't noble.  But they aren't a path to never-ending joy.  You'll still have heart breaks, deaths and disease.  Everyone is affected.  But don't worry.  Life isn't a never-ending hell either.  

Stop telling yourself it is.

I'm sick of the 'one thing went wrong my life is over' thoughts.  If you can't find joy in your life.  It's your fault.  You created this chaos; this mess.  It sounds blunt.  But I'm sick of the 'no one loves me' suicides.  I'm sick of the 'I'm not good enough' suicides.  I'm sick of the little suicides we all go through every day when we tell ourselves 'we won't make it'.  I'm sick of when we tell ourselves that 'no matter how hard we try it won't work'.  I'm sick of it because they've infected my brain too.

Let's end it.

Or buckle up if you can't, because life really is a roller coaster straight out of final destination if you let it be.  And if you're already going up that first hill then squirm your way out of that seat.  Jump.  And catch yourself on a cloud and fly the hell out of there, because life may be a roller coaster, but any rule, boundary or law of physics can be broken.  And you can fly away from that park and make life whatever you want it to be.

You are NOT stuck.

So quit the self-diagnosed depression and the self-prescribed anxiety.  Quit the Instagram induced doubt of your beauty.  Quit the Twitter induced doubt of your character.  Quit the Tumblr induced doubt of your ability to think and feel.  And quit trying to figure out life by the time your 18.  You'll destroy yourself with the over-thinking and the over-analyzing.  Because you're taking yourself in the wrong direction.  Secretly, you understand life inside and out and you won't accept it.  Because it hurts.  It hurts too much that you'll have to be sad, that you'll cry.  You'll cry a lot.  And so you try to figure out another way but it's funny how by doing so only secures this fate.  The sooner you accept that life will never be butterflies and rainbows.  The sooner it will be.  You'll learn to live with what is is because it's all about your perspective. Life truly is what you make it.

Life is the simplest paradox.