life is not hard if one how to appreciate their life and count their blessings. Even in the most toughest moments. The thick and thin of life is something that makes life worth living. The art of life, how to be a survivor.
My Dad always taught me that everyone have their own fortune. Doesn't matter how hard we tried, if something doesn't meant for us, it won't come for us.
And vice versa. Even with the slightest efforts, if something really belong for us, it will be ours.
Just like old sayings, neighbor's lawn will always look greener. So it's no use to be envious with someone or too eager to get something that turn ourselves into obsessive monster. A mountain will not gonna run away even if we chase it down.
And i believe with his words.
I always appreciate older people's advices,
not because they are always right, but
because they have more fail experiences.
Especially advice from my own parent,
though sometimes there's some that i disagree with,
but he only want me to be good, no parents that will thrown their own kids into deep abbys.
The story above are very moving.
But that's happen everywhere if we want to go out of our comfort zone and look around. Even in the U.S.A.
There's still illiterate peoples here too. And people that had to work twice harder any anybody else just to make ends meet.
Some prostitutes doing it because they choose this way though. When i visited Pattaya two years ago, i went to a district called 'Boys Town' and i just can see gay brothels all through the alley. I went into some of them.
And it's very saddening views inside.
These teenage boys just wearing thin briefs standing behind a glass in front of us, the guests just like fish in an aquarium. And inside there was very cold, even for me that wearing thick clothes. I don't know how they can survive with just a mere loincloth!
Anyway, long story short i rent one boy to be someone to talk with. And he was nick named Bee, came from Issan (it's one of poorest district in Thailand) and was promoted by a pimp to be a money boy.
It was a choice, he can always refuse it he said.
But he didn't. Because he says he hates farming and he wanna have easy money. And living a life like peoples he seen on television. Big cars, big house, latest gadgets and all that. So he went to bigger city which happen to be Pattaya with this pimp. He is straight, but he becoming a prostitute for gays just for the money.
He already did the job for 3 years at that time and thanks to unsafe sex was infected by HIV.
He know life maybe not gonnabe long for him,
but he said to us, me and my late bf, he is happy because he can help his parents and siblings have better social class back in Issan by fooling some dirty old Western men's wallet.
And that's enough for him.
I got very sad that i had to leave right after that.
But i got precious lesson. And help me to not whine so much. My life's hard and my job maybe so burdensome.
But somewhere out there, there's peoples that have harder life and so i shouldn't waste mine.
