|OC Apps and their Silly Antics|
Good is so easy to find, so easy to see.
We know it because it's up high; glistening and golden. It shines with bulbs and baubles, its letters beaming and blazing into our eyes.
Bad is much more subtle.
It's just a tap on the shoulder, a whisper, an itch to be scratched. Something oh-so-simple that manages to distract us from that beacon that calls out to us.
It seems minor; harmless. Then, suddenly you're heavy with the weight of it on your back. Your shoulders hunch and your knees scrape the ground with the struggle just to stand up against it.
Then it's cruel, that shining beacon of goodness. You feel it mocking you, but you thirst for it. Like a mirage, you wonder if you're seeing the real thing. You almost don't bother to feel foolish and reach out.
What's worse is when you're in a crowd. When everyone around you is heavy too. You think, "this is bad", but at least you're not alone. There's company in badness, so you don't feel rushed to part from it. You stall just to sit in it, mope in it, even brag about it.
Like sinking sand you all go down.
You hear there's community with goodness, but by now you can't remember a you that's not...this. Whatever this heavy sinking sodden version of you is.
It takes someone who's not you to finally let you see you. That person miraculously standing above ground. Not mocking, just existing. You start to wonder, compare, imagine again. How sweet are their words to you! Like milk and honey they warm you up. Warmer, wholesome. How?
Then all that's on your mind is to have more of that feeling. You cling to it, nearly bring it down with you.
But the strongest ones stay standing.
When you're that low, you need hoisting. It takes a village they say, but it also takes YOU because the last step is one only you can deal with. Standing again, brushed off and in better company you feel the light of that goodness again.
But there's an itch.
A tapping, tapping finger.
Can you deal with ignoring that simple distraction? Can you deal if you slip and give in again?
Will it be a small slip or will it be the same fool's path over and over and over...
That final step is up to you. To go forward, or loop around again.
TL;DR I've been dealing with some crap but I'm back online...for now.
Status: Single, Demisexual
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Dislikes: Olives, Racial/Cultural Ignorance, Dolphins, Cold Weather
Current Residence: Michigan
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