I understand that people do not get me. I understand they are not under any obligation to get me. We are simply obligated to get ourselves, and to live the life we choose to live under the auspice of our own design.
I would rather be alone than struggling under the weight of what others expect of me. I would rather be happy then trying to breathe with your foot on my throat. I would rather be happy than trying to make you happy.
So, we have a choice. We, as master of ourselves and creators of our own experience, choose to find joy in our space or drag the misery of others into it. I choose joy.
No, Cain, I am not my brother’s keeper and I end that lie that I am right now.
Keep in mind that this is not a condemnation of anyone. What may be my misery may be others’ joy. Others may flourish under what is limiting to me. What this is, however, is a testament to my own experience, in the way that the Sun may shine within me regardless of your tolerance of daylight, and that even as the days grow shorter around me that I may always see the Sunshine within me. You may sleep through the Sunrise if you choose, but I choose to wake up to bask in its glow.
In Stoic promise I embrace my happiness, my health, and my well-being. Without counting on tomorrow I rise today to live the moment to its fullest, to find joy in each tick of the clock, and to experience both elation and sadness with equal vigor. It is right now my heart has chosen to manifest its highest calling, and it is in this moment that I trust.
Time to go within, and without, to find myself anew bathing in the love I was promised at birth, in the way I choose to wade in it.
Peace.