Fuck it. Really.

I know I am not the only one in the world who has fuck-it moments. Seriously. Fess up. We all do it.

I may be doing it more often than usual lately, however. With everything I have to deal with, I have decided that some things just aren’t worth the effort and stress. Why have something in my life that does nothing but cause me anxiety, or add stress to my already-stressful-enough existence? That goes for friends and obligations too.

I used to volunteer to do things I didn’t really want to do, for reasons I didn’t even really understand.  I’m not doing that anymore either.

Fuck it. Really.

It sounds crappy, I know, but look at it this way: There are few things in life that really matter. Family, friends, good things. All those crappy small things that exist solely to stress you out? Those people that only serve to make you miserable? Those obligations that you really didn’t want, and therefore do a crappy half-assed job at anyway?

Repeat after me: Fuck it.

Spend time and mental energy on the things that matter most to you. The people you love, the things you enjoy doing. The rest is not truly important. Not worth stressing about, not worth obsessing over.

Life is short, people.

(For the record: I’m not saying quit your job and go live in a box, unless that is what would make you happy, but you CAN change things, and you can eliminate things you hate, and you can put energy towards finding a path that you truly enjoy, a life that leaves you feeling fulfilled and content)