What makes a person believe they have no value? What makes them think their life has meant nothing? How can a person be so deeply and truly loved but never feel the warmth of that love? Life must be a cold place to live with no value and no love.
On the other hand, what makes a person believe that they DO have value? What makes them think their life MEANS something? How can a person be deeply and truly loved but REFUSE to share that love with others? Life must be beautiful and warm place to live with value and love.
The questions always outnumber the answers so how are we ever supposed to figure it out? Is the answer within ourselves? Is it other people? Is it God? Is it science? Is it faith? Is it fact?
I think the answer is D. All of the above
I cannot control other people.
I cannot control God.
I cannot control science.
I cannot control mental disorders.
I cannot control cancer.
I cannot control what people believe.
I can control myself. I can learn. I can grow. And I can sure as hell do my best to try to understand all of the above.
when meeting new people progresses to the knowing stage, in which girl-who-bleeds-a lot and stoned dude and the token hipster stop having to do so much with their labels, but are given new adjectives of real significance.
and when prolonged eye contact no longer is awkward, but is shared with a grin, because you are beginning to understand what the eyes mean.