Strangers Diary - Free Diary Online

For the past twenty years I have tried to live my life by what I refer to as the path of peace. A tad pretentious, I know, but I can't think of any other way to refer to it.

I try not to get angry at people, or to hate people, or to want to hurt people or to take revenge on people. To act with love in all things, or - if I can not manage love (and trust me, in some cases it is a lot harder than you might think) - then at least respect (or at the very least courtesy).

I am not going to say I always succeed, but generally my failures are with politicians. However, in that case, my hate and loathing comes from what they are doing to the people of this country, rather than being specifically aimed at the people in question.

I am also willing to admit there is one person who I find it totally impossible to follow this path with - a guy I used to work with. But in my defence, no one else liked him, and he really was a nasty, vile, evil little man.

But, on the whole, ever since my sister died, I have endeavoured to go through the world motivated by peace and love, rather than loathing and hate.

However I would be willing to spend the rest of eternity in Shepherd Book's "special hell" in exchange for fifteen minutes of being able to lecture Them at will. Being able to say what I want to say, being able to tell them exactly what I think of their behaviour, and of the way they treat her. To tell them how crappy they, and how only truly appalling people (who really do deserve to go to that special hell) would do what they do on a regular basis.

But then I take a deep breath, count to ten, imagine I am Link, riding Epona across Hyrule Field, and then let it pass.

Until the next time. Because, if there's one thing I have learned, it's that there will be a next time.