As humans
we tend to go against our initial perfect nature. We tend to self-destroy /change
ourselves and we enjoy the sorrow or joy it brings. With every generation, a certain
normality disappears and thousands of different ways of handling it arise in an
instant. I cannot think of this as a bad thing. If it shows anything at all, it’s
that we are creative beings, ones that want diversity and ones that want acceptance
for their personal moralities.
We were born
rebels. We spent our childhoods learning about society and how to behave, how
to be normal, how to fit in. We spend our teenage years trying to break away
from the norm, to find our own way, our own self and trying to accept it ourselves.
Adulthood is about settling down, even though I’m not ok with these social
normative stereotypes; but settling down with yourself, loving who you are
without thinking about it too much (like you did in your teenage years).
I guess
there is no literal conclusion here. I guess what I’m trying to say is:
Rebellion
is a beautiful. Normality is subjective. Life is short. Do you!
