Tell No One

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Commentary By Austin B. Hahn

If you are reading this, I want you to know this is true. I’m not saying this to embitter you; I’m telling you this because I care. Some people can be jealous assholes, and others are just afraid of experiencing life, so they’ll think you should be too and try to keep you in a bubble. I’ve had one plan sabotaged right after the other because I told somebody about it. Don’t let that be you. Learn from my experience. People don’t need to know everything about your life.

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What is up with People’s Bullshit?

By Austin B. Hahn

Fretting over the minutiae of life isn’t going to make your existence any easier. Being pissed over that parking space that someone took five seconds sooner than you isn’t going to make your life any harder. Complaining about your children won’t make them grow up faster, and releasing expectations won’t make them grow up any slower. Maybe you’ve been temporarily inconvenienced, but you’ll live.

Thinking that your words will change me, out of everything I will hear in a world with more than seven billion people, is about as foolish as a grain of sand anticipating that I will notice it. Maybe you’re too damn busy being ineffective in the world. You can shoot down a positive comment someone made about another, but if a homeless person were to ask you for that box of takeout that you’re just going to leave in your fridge until it’s stale, you’d make a scowl and tell them to fuck off.

When you’re in a room with people of a different culture or race, you’re the first person to point out that you’re the minority. Are you that much of an insecure bigot that you need to be surrounded by others who are exactly like you in order to feel that your existence has been validated? Life must be painful for you.

I’m really not that sorry to hear that your life is “difficult.” You’re upset by minor errors such as the curtains that you ordered turning out fuchsia instead of orange. You spend copious amounts of energy and time giving your opinions about others like they’re going out of style. You’re bothered by human variation, and when everything in your life is going right, you still find something to bitch about because nothing will ever be enough for you.

Instead of being irritated when the wind blows in your face, smile. Think of this as Mother Nature’s comical way of saying you need to get laid, so she figured she’d “blow” you. 😅

Anger

By Austin B. Hahn

You know what annoys the fuck out of me? When people say, “Don’t be angry,” or, “Express your anger through a creative outlet or sports.” Fuck no people! If I’m angry with someone because they’re being a complete asshole, or this person is going to physically harm me, you bet that I’m going to get angry and stick up and fight! I’m not just going to sit there on my ass and let this person harass me or beat the shit out of me until I have an eye missing.

Also, another thing.

I have different sides. I’m not just “happy” or “melancholy” all day. People have various emotions. They come, and they go. I’m generally a nice person. Just because I’m angry for a moment, does not mean that I am cruel. Anger serves a multitude of purposes: calling someone out on their BS, self-defense, sticking up for anyone who can’t defend themselves, and survival. I’m not saying act on your whims. If you’re one of those people who decide that just because someone pissed you off that you’re going to hit that person, you might as well consider yourself no better than a criminal. With the exception of murder, rape, and violence, if I’m angry, I’m going to directly express it to the source of whoever or whatever I’m angry with, and then I’m going to let it go and move on with my life.

Boom. The fight is over, and instead of bottling up your rage, maybe you helped someone become a better person by calling them out on their behavior. After all, no one can expect anyone to become better if nobody gives them the chance to fix themselves by being emotionally honest with them.