Let's talk scenarios:
Let's say....we know a guy named Roger. Roger is a pretty normal guy, except for the fact that occasionally, he likes to rob banks. It's gotten him into trouble before, but for some reason, he just keeps on robbing banks. Sometimes he gets caught, and sometimes he doesn't. Just a couple of weeks ago Roger robbed a bank. It was different this time; afterward, he found himself at the local police station and turned himself in. Expecting the worst, he put his hands behind his back, and hung his head low.
"Thank you for your honesty, Roger. You are free to go."
Confused, Roger walked out of the police station.
Learning nothing from the incident, weeks later Roger robbed another bank, and shot two people in the process. Roger didn't learn anything from his actions because there were no repercussions. Two people were hurt because of his foolishness.
When I was a child, if I did something I wasn't supposed to do, I was in trouble. Parents all have a different way of punishing their kids. Usually, I had to stand in the corner for five minutes. Oh! What a miserable life! But, if every time I stole an extra cookie, talked back to my mom or threw a temper tantrum, my mom laughed at me and sent me on my way- I would be a crazy, rebel, authority-hating bitch. Thanks, mom.
But seriously, where are the consequences? If the police would have arrested Roger, the whole mess afterward could have been avoided. Roger hurt two people because he was reckless and knew that he would not face the repercussions of his actions.
Owning up to the mistakes that you make is a huge part of growing up. If you are unable to do so, you're supposed to have real friends around to help you do that. Friends should not tip-toe around your feelings; friends shouldn't say the things you want to here. Friends are supposed to tell you straight up that what you're doing is either great or the biggest mistake you've ever made. At least, that's what I thought friends were supposed to do. But, maybe that's why I don't have friends.
And you know what? I don't care. I'm done surrounding myself with people who are going to cry to me when they're upset, but dump me when they're happy. I want to experience both of those emotions with you. Because that's what friends do.
I don't think that I can express my anger enough. Maybe I'm not being clear enough. No longer will I be the one to console you and give you advice, only to watch you make the same mistakes over and over. To me, a total disregard of my advice is the biggest insult I could receive. No longer will I allow anyone to twist my words and take my advice the wrong way. I do what I can to be honest with people, only to have it thrown back at me carelessly, or talked about behind my back. No longer will I allow people to make me feel unimportant. If you're too busy, I get it. But stop throwing out excuses every chance you get. It's insulting and immature.
My final piece of advice for all of you: grow up, own up and stop being silly.
