Reality is scary as fuck. I mean, I don't live in the most dangerous neighborhood, but that's really not the point. There are always people who don't give a fuck about who you are or who you know. If you cross them, it's over.This post was triggered by the movie End of Watch. If you haven't seen it, it's worth watching. I made the mistake of starting it at 10pm, by myself. I'm chicken-shit to begin with, so this movie didn't help. I understand that it's just a movie, but I'm not naive enough to believe that that sort of danger doesn't exist in every neighborhood. Even in little old Pleasant Valley.

Aside from reality in the "streets" being scary, what about the general reality of life? Not life after high school, that is supposed to be so incredibly real. I'm talking about the part of life where you actually have to figure shit out and deal with things on your own. In a world where everyone is just trying to make it out on top. Where people will take advantage of you if you don't convince them that you are not to be pushed around. The impressions you leave on people goes a long way once you're in the real world, and that's not something they teach the little shit heads in school these days.

We recently moved from a house in Ventura that we shared with another couple to a duplex all on our own. That was a fucking reality check. We literally had 30 days to find a new place to live, by the middle of the month, we still had nothing. I had no idea what we were going to do. That is what I consider real life. They don't teach you how to deal with that kind of stuff in school. How to communicate with people, what to expect when looking for a new place. We got suckered into a 2 year lease on our place, no one taught us that that might not be the best thing for us.

The point I'm getting to is that when I step back and look at the things people need to go through, like moving, divorce, bankruptcy, losing a job, etc. that is when reality sets in. and it can definitely be scary as fuck.