Should’ve, would’ve, could’ve… It’s called freedom of choice for a reason.
It’s strange how people can get upset over a choice you make when it hurts nobody. That is, except their feelings. “Do this for us,” “do it for them,” or “do it for me.” Why do anything at all if you really don’t want to? All you end up with is feeling pissed off for having to do something against your will, you’ll end up acting petty against the people you’re supposed to be pleasing and you’ll all have a crappy ol’ time.
It amazes me how people expect you to act all jolly and fine with being forced. That’s not how it work, is it? What makes us happy is doing things for others because we want to. That’s what makes people happy in general. You feel good about it, they feel good about it, and we all get that sickening good feeling in the pit of our stomachs.
Yes, I probably should’ve done this to make you happy, but I didn’t. I would’ve done this to make you happy, if it pleased me, but it doesn’t. Yes, I could’ve done this to make you happy, but I won’t.
Freedom of choice is the key here. We all have it. I have the freedom to say no and you all have the freedom to get pissed about it. I have the freedom to say I can’t be bothered and you all have the freedom to try to make me feel guilty about it.
The bottom line is this: It’s a choice to be made and there will be consequences to deal with. Still, it’s the freedom you have to choose that makes it all worthwhile – consequences be damned.
So this is my choice: I choose to do what I want, when I want to, and however the hell that pleases me. There’s no need to get pissed about it. I won’t if you won’t.
