The old are often very jealous of the young. There is a certain truth to this saying that i hold dear to my heart. Everyday I get a bit older and wiser and I am spiteful of that fact. The more I learn about life, the more bitter I feel about everything, especially the young and naive. How did I end up like this? I was young wet-nosed bastard once, with hopes and dreams. Now I'm old selfish fool (or at least my soul feels like it) and I feel like trampling on the dreams of others while blaming others for everything bad that hapens. Why is it that now I feel so much animosity towards the younger generation of idiots that walk this earth? It may be jealousy or spite thatI want to be in their shoes but I like to think no.
Do i regret having this personality change? NO. The best way to live life without regret is to not set goals and be thankful for all the major and minor inconveniences that come along. I'm thankful that I'm older and wiser to the ways of the world whilst not being able to reconcile my current self with the old self. In a few decades I might change my tone, unlikely as it may sound. Life only goes in one direction and so do personalities.