Quality Of Life. People are always screaming about it. How their’s or other’s should be improved. Mainly how bad their’s is, of course.
You see it everywhere. TV, newspapers, advertisements on the sides of buses. The shit is everywhere. ”Improve your life!” No one wants to be miserable and everyone wants to live in the god damn Disney castle. And in group settings and charity gatherings, people will claim they want that for everyone else too; when really they’d most likely slit the throat of the poor mother fucker that stepped in front of them. It’s not being grim, it’s the truth.
But here’s the thing. The thing that in my past 15 months of clean, green living I’ve noticed, we sabotage the fuck out of our QOL. We work so hard to make ourselves happy, to not be a sad sack of shit and then bitch to the heavens about how bad our life sucks or could be better.
When most of the time, and I’m not exaggerating here, we’re setting our QOL on fire. With pyrotechnics and blow torches. Fourth of July fireworks. We’re swallowing the heart shaped razor blade that we think will make us feel better and improve our lives.
Drugs, alcohol, poor eating habits, overspending, cigarettes and being an intolerable jack-ass are all things that you think will up your QOL, but will actually lesson it greatly. That shit takes a toll on you. Your looks, your health, your relationships. All down the toilet.
Sure it feels great at the moment. I’m no prude. I’ve felt that out of body jubilation at raves after ingesting enough drugs to kill a horse, but the fall out is great.
Don’t swallow the razor. Spit that shit out of your mother fucking mouth. Clean up your life. Don’t bitch about your QOL when you’re shitting on it.
Side Rant Example : Speaking of shit, while looking for pictures to post for this blog there was one that said, “Constipation can significantly lower your QOL.” No shit. Literally. For those that don’t have a chronic medical condition they can’t help, stop shooting heroine, ingesting fistfuls of Vicodin and Percocet and eat right. Then you’ll shit right. Prime example. Put good in, get good out. No QOL complaints. Treat your life like you would your asshole, with care and sensitivity.
So put your false QOL fires out and stop setting them for fuck’s sake.
And while you’re putting yours out, help someone else extinguish their’s rather than tripping them at the gate of happiness so that you can arrive there first.
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