Happy Ending. A concept that I always fail to understand.
The only happy ending to me is the ending of a class, or a boring film or maybe a dish made with one of those evil green leafy vegetables.
But frankly, the way I look at things, endings are never good.
The very fact that you are willing to end it is an open statement that the time you invested in it was a waste of time.
I’m talking about projects, things, relationships (yes), a football match!
But obviously a football match has to finish, we cannot afford to see players die on the field.
So, endings. What are they? Why are they?
If you read my blog, you know I’ve been through a big ‘ending’. Trust me, it was anything but happy. It was shit. I know it is in the past, but ‘daym nigga!’ It killed me while it lasted.
There are many reasons for that to have happened. Not denying that. I will leave that topic for another day, another blog! (Yes, this is like product placement :p ).
When it ended, obviously there was the routine misery, pain, disinterest in living.
But since I’m intellect that I am (Ahahahahaha! 😀 ), a question popped up.
Was putting in all the time, effort, affection, emotion a waste?
You know, I’m an atheist. And things like ‘it was meant to happen’ don’t mean anything to me.
It is not like I want to be a psychic and know the future. But then, if you’ve put in so much in something, it doesn’t deserve to end, so sorely.
But that isn’t the point. The point is, the shit that the media and movies put in your head. That eventually all will be well.
BULL SHIT! Nothing will ever be well.
There will always be cunts who end things and there will always be endings that are never a happy affair!
Merci! (Fuck yeah, the blogger can speak French too! )