At one point in my life I was filled with gibe comments full of the purest form of derision towards my peers, funny (i thought) anecdotes borne of cynicism, and sorrow and confusion when confronted with the depressive side of my manic-depressive disorder.
Now as I've gotten older, I feel as if I'm becoming less and less cynical, less and less angsty... Which is strange, because I always thought things would be the other way around... That as life went on I would become increasingly cynical as I discovered more and more the rotten ways of the world.
Luckily, that hasn't been the case. I shudder to think what my mindset would be like now had I taken that path. Definitely not as happy and content with myself and the world around me as I am now.
As time passes, do you find yourself more or less disillusioned with the world?
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