Maybe it’s just a Phase

I have wonderful friends who love to help people. They help people with business stuff, which includes setting up pragmatic customer service goals. They help people with personal growth stuff. The help people just by brightening everyone’s day.

They’re full of shit.

It’s on Facebook I see it. It’s not just one person or even one group of friends, it’s all over my feed. I read their post, roll my eyes and move on.

The thing is, I know that I am not necessarily as open as I could be. I’ve had a pretty shitty year. I don’t want to accuse my friends and neighbors of being disingenuous, but in my current state these promises of a better life if you do this, or more money if you do that fall flat in practice. They are full of shit.

[Lanna can’t do a simple passive-aggressive cryptic Twitter/Facebook post. NOooooo! She has to do a whole blag post!]

I don’t want to be so cynical. A certain amount of cynicism is healthy, but this much? The bile could start choking me.

I want truth. And Love. Truthy love. I don’t want absolutes and only-way-to-do-things. I need options. And cute kitten pictures.

I need to know that I am doing what I’m supposed to be doing because it’s the only way I can do it.