I feel ashamed. 

I feel a multiplicity of emotions. 

Something happened to me tonight that changed the way I see things. 

I only like to share posts on Tumblr that I believe will help others and I think the lessons learned from my experience this evening are worth sharing. 

I feel ashamed. 

I claim I’m starving, when I don’t even know what starving feels like. I am a few steps away from a pantry, when there are people out there who haven’t seen food for days. 

I complain about my thighs and constantly overhear girls say they hate their legs, when there are so many people living without them. There are people out there who can’t walk. They can’t surf. They can’t go for runs. They can’t do most of the things I take advantage of every single day. I couldn’t imagine that.

Then, there are those who are handicapped or completely paralyzed, yet they still find a way to do the things they love. That makes me feel guilty for ever quitting anything. 

I let things easily put me in negative moods, when there are people with months to live, who constantly see the bright side of everything. 

I don’t NEED those shoes. I didn’t NEED that dress. I just want, want, want. I don’t NEED any material object. I have more than enough. Material things won’t bring you the happiness that you’re looking for. 

I see how kids treat their parents. Some treat them like dogs or strangers. Imagine loosing the loving parents you have right now. Would you regret the way you’ve treated them? I know I can openly admit I would regret the things I have said out of anger at times. I don’t know what I would do without my parents. 

I also understand that there are parents out there who should have never become parents. If you were a kid born into that circumstance, then my heart goes out to you. I couldn’t imagine what it feels like to grow up without the support of a mother and a father. 

I feel guilty for ever saying any situation or thing is “retarded.” We truly have no idea how our words affect people. We call people names like it’s nothing, nowadays. It shouldn’t be this way. 

I feel like I’ve wasted so much time. I have wasted so much time worrying about what others thought of me. I know I’m young and I’ve got my whole life ahead of me… but I feel like I could have been spending my time otherwise. I could be helping people, helping a cause, doing things that actually matter. Life is so valuable and way shorter than I thought. 

These are just random thoughts. I am just ashamed of myself. I am ashamed of the way I have judged people.I am ashamed for the bad moods I have been in that were caused by minor misfortunes. I feel like I have helping hands and a lot to offer to this world. I am not sure what’s holding me back.