the gray area.

hello readers.

i still am appalled sometimes at the society we are brought up in.

we are taught from a young age that how well we do in school is what defines the rest of our lives and whether or not we are worth anything at all.

money is a prize waved in front our faces like a tease.

relationships are only temporary and God is just a back-up plan.

i see it in the people i go to school with. tired and worn down because their parents are disappointed in themselves for marrying too soon or not attending a high class university and they are expected to change the meaning of their last name.

i see it in people in the news and who star in movies. the cost of a few drinks is worth more than their own value of life.

i see it in kids who had to grow up too fast. facing fear and uncertainty on a daily basis. from house to house, mom to dad or whoever that even is.

people who live infinitely but fear death more than anything. and then it’s over and their family has to read the letters and pay the debt literally and metaphorically and clean up the sharp pieces and the court cases and the trash and spend the rest of their life wishing they had been able to do something to fix the brokenness.

we are taught to live in such a way that leaves a legacy of secrecy and regret because after a while none of it feels good enough. nothing we can do after a while will satisfy the craving to fit into the mold the world has given us of “good enough” or “smart enough” or “stable enough”.

it’s time to get real.

because school shouldn’t leave us scared for the future.

money shouldn’t lead us to believe materialism will stuff a gap closed.

kids shouldn’t be uncomfortable in their own homes.

people shouldn’t feel like giving up is their only option.

because it never is.

we have just been taught that life is so very black and white.

it’s not.

find the gray area. your gray area.

claire.