Desperation

“That if desperate times call for desperate measures, then I’m free to act as desperately as I wish.”
― Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire

 The situation is like this: freedom of choice!

Buy a car or steal a car

Get an education or drop out

Argue or walk away

Study or fail

Follow or lead

Respect or disrespect

Honor or disobey

Do or doubt

Love or hate

Kill or heal

Give or take

 

I can go on and on with the comparisons of choices but desperation causes people to make rash decisions.  You never know what another person is faced with until you are put in their position. It’s easy for us to say what we would not do but you just don’t know.

The seemingly mountains that are before you will cause you to question your decision making patterns in life. Do I have a choice? Desperate measures leads to desperate actions:

The mother who can’t feed her child and the kid is looking her in the face. The dad who could not pay his rent because he was laid off from work. The child who has test sitting in front of them knowing if they don’t pass the test it would keep them from passing the course. The young man who is trying to fit in with the crowd because he always felt alone. The young lady who is being pressure into having sex but she don’t want to lose the only person she feels that has ever loved her. The kid that is sexually confused but afraid to vocalize it so they experiment with their thoughts.

 

Desperation draws you into territory you have never traveled before…

 

Desperation will cause you to make a permanent decision based on a temporary situation….

Desperation will cause you to forget your integrity….

Desperation will cause you to pull a trigger…

Desperation will cause you to turn a trick, cheat on a test, join a gang, steal, kill, lie…….

WE are free to act as desperately as we wish however in the end the CONSEQUENCES belongs to us!!!!

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Who has your heart?

“Anger, resentment and jealousy doesn’t change the heart of others– it only changes yours.”
― Shannon L. Alder

As each hand tugged slowly at her heart she felt herself slowly losing a portion of it to each one of them. She struggled to stay sane but anger from hurt wouldn’t allow her to walk away free. She would not allow anyone new into her heart because she was still holding onto the resentment from the anger she felt toward those who did her wrong. Her jealousy raged because she tried to do right and everything still did not go as she hoped. So she looked on in envy wondering why they got what she thought she deserved. They had her heart on strings like a puppet.

 

So much was going on and she could not figure out exactly who had her heart. Did she give it to one that made her angry? Did she give it to the people she loved so much but now resented just as much? Did she give it to the people she wanted to mimic because she thought they had it going on? Did she leave it behind the wall that she built so she would not get hurt again? Did she lose it playing a game of Russian Roulette? Did she give it away trying to please someone else? It became a questionable game to her!

She asked herself question after question and the only answer that made any sense was she lost it when she gave it to the highest bidder. At that point she finally figured out she was forever changed because she no longer was the owner of her heart. “It’s a most distressing affliction to have a sentimental heart and a skeptical mind.”
― نجيب محفوظ  If you are questioning your decision then maybe it was not the best one!