September 4, 2016

In my life I have chosen to believe that people are innately good, and that circumstances or events in our lives is what turns us bitter. But in order for me to believe that now, I have to question what it is in myself that morphs naturally kind people so sour. For years now I have looked inward, trying relentlessly to pick myself apart, so that I can understand what is so venomous about me that I force people to turn against their instinct. But I cannot believe this anymore. I cannot believe that I am the problem any longer. Now, I believe that it is a choice. You can choose to be kind, or you can choose to be bitter. I choose to be good. But I am choosing to only extend kindness to those that will return it. I am no longer going to waste my happiness on people who choose to be mean. I will not search for the good in people anymore, because some have buried it so deeply that the journey towards it creates too much pain, and I will not let them change my decision. I choose to be good.