This is me everyday!
That, or the other person should understand why he is being asked to go to hell. Maybe to rectify. Maybe to find someone he actually clicks with. Maybe to not hate himself based on one person’s opinion.
Or at least, so that he should not wish the same for you…karma’s a b****, even if it doesn’t feel like it yet.
Oh, wait – you’d rather not hurt the other person. Good thinking.
Today, my tea bag told me Try Again.
Sure, sure. I should try again. I think you’re ri- wait a minute!
Aren’t you overly-optimistic, Mr.Tea-Bag? You are going to be used, just once, and then thrown in the bin. You can’t even try again yourself. Even if you wanted to. And you’re telling me to do so?
Or wait. Is that why are you telling me to do so?
You know, I wouldn’t be here, albeit barely hanging on, if I had already given up. So I am trying it. Let’s just keep it between you, me and the bin.
Don’t you worry, Child. Heaven has a plan for you. Calm down and focus. Breathe.
But an untethered camel will wander away. So focus. Breathe. And get off your butt and do something about these ‘plans’!
If a cat starts to cross a road – to get to the other side – right as a car comes along, what does it do?
Speed up, of course. It urgently needs to get to the other side, even if its life is threatened. The cat doesn’t care. It has nine lives in the basket.
If a man starts to cross a road – again, to get to the other side – right as a car comes along, what does he do?
Run back, of course. He needs to get to the other side, but not if his life is threatened. He cares. He does not have nine lives in the basket.
What he should have considered was that going back was also risky; maybe more as the cars tried to circumvent around him.
Oh, well. Garfield says it all: