The cosmos likes to cause us pain. I can come to no other conclusion than we are meant to suffer, in some way during our lives. The universe likes to break us down, take our lunch money and punch us in the stomach. It’s that kid that hit you in the back of the head with spitballs for a whole year in health class. It smoked cigarettes on a regular basis at 16 years old.
But I’ve always hated bullies. Couldn’t keep my trap shut when they were pulling their stunts, giving some scrawny kid Atomic Wedgies or making fun of his super hero lunch box. I’d make fun of the bully. He’d get pissed off. I’d laugh. He’d get more pissed off. But then, more often than not, he’d back off. No one challenged the bullies, so suddenly he found himself out of his element. Sure, it got me into some fist-fights but more often than not standing up to the knuckle dragging bully solved the problem. Showing weakness made things worse.
It’s my experience that displaying weakness makes us few friends, but multiplies our enemies. Some mistake kindness for weakness. Some of the women I’ve dated do this. They only verified to me that some women really do like men that treat them like crap, because they mistake kindness for weakness. Women hate weakness in a man.
But I have my way of taunting the universe, that big, dumb bully. Exercise. Iron and steel. The universe wants me to give up when I’m running, wants me to focus on the pain instead of the goal. But I just laugh and the universe purses its lips. Any fear inside me melts when I start moving. And a joy rises like a tide at a universe whose power over me is mitigated by me ignoring pain. Bring the pain. I love it. There’s nothing you can do to me. My lunch money means nothing. I like being hungry. Go ahead and make fun of my glasses; call me Four eyes. I’m Four-Eyes shrugging 405 pounds of ferrous metal at 173 lbs.
Only the strong survive. Or more accurately, only the strong survive intact. Choosing to be a victim of anything will bring only more pain and devaluation of self.
Sure being “nice” is a virtue. But weakness is no virtue. Choose strength and laugh at the bully of Life.