As a child we learn to play board games. Games teach us to play fair, and try our hardest. When playing a game with a parent, grandparent, or an older sibling we always seem to win. We are invincible! But, as we grow older the game seems to gets more difficult. We don’t win as much. It’s frustrating. We quit.
Life can be compared to a childhood board game. As a child we’re innocent and don’t have any knowledge of the less glamorous things in life. We believe that life is simple, happy, and there is no struggle. Just as the board game gets more difficult, as we age our lives become more complicated. We lose our innocence, we’re exposed to the real world, and nothing is the same. It can be a scary experience. But what if, just as in our frustration with the board game, we all give up in life. There would be no life to speak of.
Why is it that we are catered to as children? Why is it that no one tells us the truth? We must find out for ourselves what truth really is. It goes beyond finding out that Santa and the Tooth Fairy aren’t real. We realize the truth about drugs, Mommy’s and Daddy’s devastation, evil, and death; and it’s overwhelming! Why can a child not be told that her poppy died of an incurable disease and he won’t come back? Instead she is told that poppy “Went to sleep for a long time and one day she’ll see him again in heaven”. It isn’t exactly a lie, but one day she’ll realize her grandpa wasn’t asleep!
Once again why can we not be told from the very beginning that games have rules and you won’t always win? I believe in truth: because if we’re told from the beginning that life doesn’t always work the way we hope then maybe we would all have happier, truthful live.