Subjects, your emperor was feeling lazy today, and my friend Amy was whining about ‘being bored’ and such – so I issued an Imperial command for her to write a Thought of the Day. She subtitled this particular thought of the day:
If I May Interject…
Thought of the day? Good question.
I’ve discovered recently that I am fascinated with the morbidity of human life. Tragedies, tales of woe, impossible disappearances… It may perhaps be the fact that I am trying to step outside of my own world, and hope that somewhere, someone has it worse than I do. Not that that is hard, as my life doesn’t consist of anything truly terrible. It is purely selfish thought that derives of my here and now.
I feel the worse thing anyone can say to anyone going through an iffy situation is: “Well, it could be worse.” Fuck that. I completely understand that it could be worse, for someone else. But being carried away on my own “worse” is bad enough, and I don’t really want to consider the consequences if this or that had happened, as I’m sure that any person whom has told a story of their own defeat, can understand.
That being said, I know it could be worse, hence the reading of the disasters. Although, I’ve determined to say that to each and every inconsiderate person who I’ve turned to and had spoken those words with: “Well, it could be worse.”
She’s really a happy person, I promise.
