Go fuck yourself

If you’ve ever taken my friendship for granted Go fuck yourself

If you’ve ever tried to hurt me and break me down Go fuck yourself 

If you’ve ever used personal shit I told you, in a fight against me Go fuck yourself 

If you’ve ever gone out of your way to make me feel stupid Go fuck yourself 

If you’ve ever ruined my good humour because of starting a fight with me Go fuck yourself 

If you’ve ever cheated on me Go fuck yourself x2

If you’ve ever spread a rumour about me Go fuck yourself 

If you’ve ever told me that I wouldn’t do anything with my life Go fuck yourself 

If you’ve ever looked down on me and thought YOU were better than me? Then guess what? Go fuck yourself 

If you’ve ever manipulated me to get what you wanted Go fuck yourself 

If you’ve ever put me in such a bad place ..that I was thinking suicide was a good/only solution Go fuck yourself 

If you ever slagged me for being slow and “retarded” just because I was a little different to the rest of you Go fuck yourself 

If you’ve ever slagged mental illness and thought it was funny Go fuck yourself 

If you’ve ever laughed at someone and made them feel small for being different to what YOU are like then you can Go fuck yourself

If you’ve ever made someone feel like it’s not okay to be who they really are …straight, gay, bisexual, asexual, trans, then please just realise that you are ruining someone’s one shot at life and happiness because of how small YOUR mind is…and simply Go fuck yourself for that. 

If you’ve ever mouthed about my family, know that people that say the most know the least sooooooo Go fuck yourself

  
If you’ve ever made me feel like I am nothing. I am not worth the shit on the ground, I am not even deserving of life. Then I have some helpful advice for you, sit down, clear your head, and think about what has made you like this? Since when did you think it was okay to make someone feel like they don’t even deserve to be alive? Or want to be alive? What gives you the right to do that? Are you happy doing that? Do you feel powerful having that control? Do you think it’s funny? And if the answer is yes then YOU can Go fuck yourself. 


Bullies are everywhere, in your childhood, in your adult life, in work, even in your family sometimes, in your own friendship circle, and just in society as a whole. They get kicks out of making other people feeling like shit because they’re pretty hollow inside and they need something to do. The point is, they’re always going to be horrible people unless they cop on and change, but it’s not your fault they have a problem with you. You just need to keep being a good person and don’t let them make you cold and bitter. For every bully there is a genuine person willing to help you feel better, so listen to them and not the abuse because really..they can all go fuck themselves.
This is personal to me but a message that anyone that take and adapt to their own life. Give those lowlifes the two fingers, and continue on keeping your head up and treat people how you want to be treated!! 
Peace ! 

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Leech on Society

“Dean, young lads like you don’t amount to anything, they sponge off the government and are nothing but leeches on society”.

Nice, encouraging words eh?

This was said to me after class when I was 16 years old by my English teacher.

She was an absolute bitch of a woman and about 100 years past retirement age, she smelt like cats and she had a bark on her that could make my balls jump back inside my body. She was a decrepit hag who thought she knew it all and she absolutely hated me. I will say one thing though… She had a point.

I was terrible at English, I could talk for Ireland but when it came to writing it went really downhill. I’m dyslexic and I was pretty bad at stringing sentences together. I hated poems and the old English stuff so I didn’t try. I didn’t do my homework because she always said it wasn’t good enough anyway so I just dossed and wasted my time. She kicked me out or gave me detention most days and then she completely gave up on me. I don’t blame her. At the time when she said those words to me they completely flew over my head, being honest, I didn’t give a fuck. I was 16, arrogant and immature. All I cared about was girls, football, and the lads. School was never ever a priority to me.

But that was nearly 7 years ago.. And out of all the things a teacher has said to me that has definitely struck something in me. At this point in time, I could see where she was coming from, she was taking a stereotypical approach because I came from a broken family and because I did badly in school she assumed I would end up on the dole for life/ a junkie / alcoholic etc with no positive future. That could have easily been the way. There’s been plenty of times where I have acted like a waster but that’s not who I am and there’s much more to my life and my future than that.

I’ve worked full time since I was 18 years old. When I’m at work I work hard. It motivates me because I’m earning money and I’m creating something new. I worked in carpentry and now this year I’ve started working in construction. This year is pushing me to my limits and I’m working harder than I ever have. I work 50-60 hours a week most weeks, which is tough but it’s exactly what I need. Hard work pays off.. And doing something that I love has certainly helped me see that. I want to travel the world and have nice things and do my ADULT life right since I made more than enough mistakes as a teenager. I want to have enough money so that money is never a worry. I have goals for my future and I am working extremely hard in every aspect of my life to achieve them. Not bad for a “leech on society” aye?

Encouragement and support from certain people has helped me enormously along the way. If people tell you something enough times you start to believe it. Don’t put down people’s dreams or abilities, encourage them to go after them.. Encourage them that they have the power to do whatever they want.
If someone told me I was good enough in school I would have tried harder, but I was a ‘bad student’ so therefore that could never change. Don’t encourage the bad cycle.

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Don’t get me wrong, it’s not all work and blood sweat and tears, I do dibble dabble in the good stuff at the weekend and wot not.. So maybe you don’t completely change hahah 😉
But that’s okay because everyone is unique and everyone has a worthwhile life that they can do anything they want with. I just think it’s sad that people on the dole will never know the satisfaction you get from working hard to earn YOUR own money, it’s priceless.

I want to make something of myself and I never ever want to prove my English teacher right.

Never let someone tell you what you can and can’t do with your life.. And don’t let anyone tell you that you will never amount to anything or you’re not good enough because fuck them. They obviously don’t know you so show them how much they don’t know. Everyone has the ability to do great things.

So fuck my English teacher.. I’d love her to read this, because I didn’t grow up to be the mongo that she thought. I might still be a dope and not very good at analysing fucking Shakespeare but who gives a flying fuck about that when I have a good job, I’m making good money, and my English has seriously improved because of THIS blog? I love writing now, and reading ain’t bad either.
Hahah she’d die if she knew that.

So basically, don’t let one persons opinion define who you are. Your past, your parents past etc does NOT define YOUR future. The person you are at 16 is a million times different to the person you are at 22. People change and it can always be for the better. Remember that.

Leech on society my holeeeeeeeee

Laters xx

Build a Bridge

Well I’m back home in Ireland. I’ve been abroad for awhile and I had the time of my life. The weather was beautiful, I met some amazing and crazy people from all over the world, I saw loads of animals! (That was my favourite part) I saw spectacular views and experienced things that would never happen in Ireland. I was around Asia and Eastern Europe for the most part. I’m so glad I got to get away and I think I learnt a lot.

But unfortunately, my blog is not about my trip.

I was away for about three weeks and towards the last week I kind of lost control of my mind and myself. I made seriously stupid decisions. Unfortunately I got myself into a bad state again. Surprise surprise.. I took drugs and I drank loads. I doubt there was a few hours in that week that I was actually sober.. I got really inside my head and low in myself so I felt like numbing my emotions all the time. I drank excessively and took pills and powder that I really had no idea what the effects could be…I always prove myself to be a fucking idiot.

Anyways, I would have carried on like that no bother until there was no going back but I experienced two things. During the week I got the highest I’ve ever been in my whole life and I decided to take a bath with all of my clothes on. I was staying in this fellas house that I didn’t know very well, I was exhausted and off my head but I still thought I should have a bath. I have no idea why I left my clothes on or anything but long story short I passed out. I was so out of it I didn’t even realise where I was I just had to sleep. Luckily I was found shortly after but it could have been dangerous but what’s even more dangerous to me is why the fuck I even did that.. It’s fucked up and it’s not funny, it’s pretty sad tbh that I let myself be that out of control. The come down was absolutely horrible and right now it feels like it was all a bad dream.

The other thing that was my wake up call was again, on another come down. I was on a walk on my own 2 days after that incident and I was trying to clear my head and body and I just stopped and stared at this huge bridge crossing the river. And those horrible thoughts started racing through my mind.

I wonder what it would be like to jump off that bridge .. I wonder what would happen if I jumped into the river .. It would be so easy to leave this pain behind and the whole thing would be over in a second ..

I seriously sat and thought about it for awhile .. And then I got really scared. I started panicking at the thought I’d never see my little brother again, or I’d never hug my nana again, or see anyone else that I love and I realised my head was in a very very bad place. I had sworn to myself I’d never let myself go back there and have those thoughts again.

I knew I had to go home. I am so mad at myself for getting into that state again but sometimes it is too hard to fight and your mind wins. Your thoughts take over and control all your feelings..theres a trigger, and then a breaking point and I had passed mine.

Since then the way I look at life has changed..I’m all into symbols and metaphors and shit haha so basically..there’s often times in everybody’s life that feel like a crossroads..but there’s an obstacle in the way and this obstacle is what’s stopping you from choosing which path to go down..The obstacle is a bridge. You’re not very happy about this bridge but you need to make a decision. You can use the bridge and get over it and see what’s on the other side..Or you can jump off it and never see what it’s like after the bridge.

I’ve decided to get over it. My reason behind this is, if you’re feeling like I felt, and you think you are a bad person today… Be a better person tomorrow. Keep bettering yourself until you find peace in your mind that yeah, you’re actually a good person and you’re worthwhile in this world. Good people make bad decisions, it doesn’t make you a horrible person for life.

I believe that I try my best to be a good person because (probably unsurprisingly 😐) I’m actually a very emotional person and the greatest feeling in the world to me is making someone happy. Likewise, I feel it very deeply when I upset someone and I care so much about everyone in my life. I’m a hard worker and I’m trying so hard to keep everything in my life balanced and stable..especially my mind. I want to make people proud…not disappointed. I just know deep down that I don’t have a lot of badness in my heart and all I want to do is show everyone else that. So I’m trying to cut out making bad decisions so that I never feel that low in myself again.

Now that I’m back in Ireland I’m trying to find peace and happiness once again. I’m keeping busy by working long hours, but I like it because I don’t have too much time to think about things. When I’m finished work Ill go to bed. And do it all again every day. Its very hard but I think it’s what I need to be doing right now to build myself back up again. If I was doing fuck all I’d go out of my mind and stay depressed. It’s tough that I’m back in this position to be honest…but I’m hopeful that I’ll be okay again soon.

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At the end of the day I’m 22 years of age, I’ve made mistakes and I’m learning from them, I still have time to turn my life around and be the good person I wanna be.

So although this blog started off happy and I did have an amazing trip, I probably depressed the life out of you with the rest of the blog so I’m sorry for that. I find it easier to write about low points in my life because it helps me get it off my chest and move on. That’s why if you don’t see any blogs for awhile I’m probably doing okay and don’t need to share anything haha.. I hate being a depresso though..I do try my best to have some positive spins on my blogs..

So there you go… I’m basically just gonna keep my head down and work away, and stick to bettering myself and feeling good about who I am. If I can do that, I WILL be happy. And if YOU stick to that too..I know that you will be happy too! 😊

Thanks for reading, and if you didn’t like it and you’re pissed off I wasted your precious time, well please build a bridge and get over it hahah

Laters x

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