A story of someone treating you unfairly narrative essay
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this is the story of a man who was treated unfairly and this is how we begin story Lol, life treats me unfairly on a constant basis, to the point of using double standards to judge me. Let's start from birth, my mom abandoned me, the message I get is, your mom still loves you and you must forgive, but the minute I abandon another person (deliberately or not), life unleashes its most potent punishment against me, everyone abandons me. In my teens, let's say a person likes me, but I don't like her, rejection ensues, the very next person is a person I will like and she will either not be interested or taken, wash rinse repeat, basically I am to accept whatever life decides to give me and my own decisions are not taken into account. If life gives me someone I don't want, rest assured life will make sure I fall in love with someone who doesn't want me. In my grown up years, I treat people well, it's expected, people don't treat me well, it's because they have mental issues and I should forgive, the very minute I don't treat someone well, major punishment ensues. Basically my whole life has only been about forgiving and letting go, and I am to accept whatever life throws at me. Other people's bad karma is either ignored or delayed, my karma is instant, life seems to be watching me like a hawk. People can create karma (mostly bad), with me, but I am not allowed to create bad karma with others. Ie. No matter how right I am, I am always wrong, and life doesn't let me forget that. Other people can make mistakes and be forgiven, because they are human, but I'm not allowed to, my life has to be lived perfectly, anything less from perfection only results in immediate payback, and other people are happy seeing me get punished, when I've wronged them, even if it was only standing up for myself. When it's life + your enemies vs you, trust me, you start hating life, and it's this kind of unjust karma that creates killers, murderers and sinners. It's like life is telling me, how dare you not accept someone you don't love, how dare you stand up for yourself, how dare you be happy, how dare you be a bad person, how dare you protect yourself from being mistreated. I only have the right to be a boring, non confrontational, no backbone, no courage, no balls, nice guy who cannot take but only give. Everything else is punishment, yes, that's the message life is giving me. Unfair?