In less than two months 2015 will come to an end. I’m waiting to see if things will change till then or if they will continue in the normal corrupt way.
Everybody wants change. Change for the better that is.
I honestly don’t know what I want. Of course I want things to get better, but how would I describe a better life when I currently have no sense of direction.
I’ve always used social media to track my progress, either here or on my Instagram account. Looking back on things helps me realize if indeed we’ve moved forward or not. It was not hard to tell that this year; we’ve struggled to keep things together. We’ve realized first hand the hardship of taking control of things that are expected of productive adults in a society that only knows to bring you down to your knees.
So many things are expected of us. Yet, we cannot expect anything from anyone or anything.
We’ve had many discussions lately regarding of what is going on with our country, with recent events involving the tragedy in the Colectiv Club, with the protests, our daily lives and routine. They all end up in the same place. We could do so much better if only we would be given the chance. But, the part with the “given a chance” stands in someone else’s hands.
How do you change a system that is made against you?
After 2 days of protests, 3 people have quit and their farewell message was “I hope this satisfies the masses“. This doesn’t satisfies anyone, especially if one gets replaced by the same type of person with the same traits and same ideas.
It’s absurd to think that our votes for the past years have meant nothing, that all the tragedies in the past few years didn’t bring any change in the health and educational system, that our voices are not heard even when we shout from the bottom of our hearts.
This is an uphill battle.
In order to fix a system that has been hijacked for the past 25 years by people who were more concerned on how much they can get away with (mostly stealing money and selling away our country!) we will need to fight everyday!
2-3 days of getting out in the streets and voicing our concerns and requests are not enough! We have to fight each day to bring things back to normal. To a normal life, in which the next day doesn’t bring anxiety and concerns.
I’m sure I’m not the only one that thinks this way, and I’m also sure that others have a better way expressing the injustice that we face each day. But I’ve had enough to the point where I’ve become a slave in a system. When all my days have merged into the same old same old, let’s get it over it.
I want change! I want to live and to feel that I am alive.
It’s now or never for our community, for our country, for us to change. If the younger generation cannot change the way things are are then no one will.