The first one is the foreword, naturally

People have a constant need of feeling appreciated. It doesn’t matter how swell you’re doing in your life, you never say, “oh, I feel appreciated enough”. We always want more, we feel that every action we take, every word we say should somehow be accounted, liked, thumbed up or down, anything but ignored. Keeping to yourself is unheard of, and even the most reclusive individual feels this need tremendously. It’s an organic thing, I guess. When things are not going that well, all bets are off. Everyone feels they’re entitled to complaining and it becomes their life purpose to find victims to pour their unhappiness on. I hate these people’s behaviour with a passion.

It seems though that even if you hate something in others, it may be difficult to see the exact same when you look in the mirror. A couple of years ago I had another blog. I mostly used it to pour out my frustrations about my life at the time. It was all whining and bitching and frankly I’m glad I deleted it at some point in time. I don’t know why I feel the need to write a foreword to any new thing I start. Maybe it’s a need to justify and motivate myself and writing it down makes it kind of official. Anyhow, there will be no whining here. It’s gonna be quite difficult, because I was born over critical.  One of my goals is to start putting this to good use, so the only complains you’ll hear will be about poorly written books or bad movies. Now I’m gonna put an end to this and see if I can deal with the other major problem of my life. I never seem to be able to be constant about anything, so the next post here is certainly not a guarantee.