Self Punishment
“Come on god, answer me. For years I’m asking why, why are the innocent dead and the guilty alive? Where is justice? Where is punishment? Or have you already answered, have you already said to the world here is justice, here is punishment, here, in me.” — The Punisher – 1989
Why do people make the same mistakes over and over again? Some make them one time, learn from said experience. No… What I see is people making a mistake, acting like they understand, let some time slip by and bam right at it again. Are they so addicted to the things that led them down this path to begin with that they fail to see the harm in it? No… I understand what addiction is and how it works. I get it. I don’t need to rehash a Doctor Phil speech on that, “it’s a disease.” I get it. I am talking about one using thought, like all things, thought to break a cycle and change things. If you are unhappy, do something about it. If thoughts can be used to directly affect our reality our consciousness, then why can’t it be used to do other things, like cure an addiction or fix misery in one’s life?
I believe people are comfortable with their addiction to misery.
I think this is a real thing. Example… A Person has been dealing with a lot of hardships in their life. A few things here and there, both serious and nonserious. ALL ALCOHOL related. So some time goes by, they get off probation or whatever, and what do they do, go on an 11-year drinking spree. Not every day, or every weekend, but when that person drinks, it’s always something. Their excuse… “Ohhhhh man I am going through some hard times…” Yes, you are going through hard times.
All of them created from drinking. Yet, this person does not see this. Or maybe they see it, but just fail to acknowledge it…
Their response is always, go into hiding and act like things never happened. It’s always the same with this person, don’t fess up to nothing, ignore it, don’t’ deal with it, hide it as much as one can. No accountability whatsoever. Even when they knew they were wrong. Nothing… Just poor me, cry me a frickin’ river, excuse, after excuse. I can’t do it anymore. I have grown so much in the past few years that I can no longer make excuses as to why it is acceptable. I gave this person plenty of space to grow/heal/learn things at their own pace, but it’s no longer any good. Time to wash my hands of the situation until this person at least comes to terms with their effectiveness to handle certain things, like drinking… It’s clear this person lacks the emotional, physical, spiritual, mental capabilities to handle drinking or the same capabilities to make better choices and/or better choices after being under direst.
This is not about me…
This is about someone I care about and want to see them do better, but as long as they don’t face facts, quit drinking, seeing their problems for what they actually are. All that person is doing is hurting themselves and everyone around them.
“You were expecting physical danger? What could it do, kill ya, huh? No, in Hell there’s real danger. Of losing your mind.” – What Dreams May Come – 1998
Self-Punishment
by David-Angelo. Mineo
12/14/2015
567 Words