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Utah, the land of the free and the home of the LDS church. Don’t get me wrong, there are many nice people here and the scenery is wonderful. Unfortunately most people here are egocentric and they seem to enjoy constantly judging others and pridefully flaunting their successes. Nothing makes them feel better than to know they are above someone else. Everything everywhere is a competition. When someone doesn’t come out on top, they are always quick to give excuses as to why. Congradulatory remarks are often brimming with jelous malignity. It is quite depressing to just step back and watch how some people act.

People live as though they exclusively untouchable. They act like no one and nothing else in the world is as meaningful as they are. When they begin to feel insecure, that’s when they get nasty and are unable to resist the urge to attack. Its not safe to go out anymore simply because you may become a victim of roadrage or get scrutinized about why you don’t go to church (or didn’t go last week). You will get the most powerful stink-eye in public if you look or talk a certain way or you appear to be from a different class of society. Every set of eyes that lays upon your body is just tearing you apart limb-from-limb.If you could feel the pain, it would be everywhere and it would be unbearable.

Self esteem everywhere seems to be low. Everyone wonders around smelling of jealousy and ready to strike with anger stemming from general unhappiness. People are constantly faking how they really feel and refuse to be honest for the fear of further judgment from their peers. They are unable to be happy with themselves because all that mattered in their life is what other people think of them. Without peer-reviews, they have no self worth.

In my life I have found it is really hard to be friends with people who aren’t being completely honest about how they feel. It is like being friends with a rock. The best friends are those who won’t judge you in any way no matter what. They won’t judge you because of the house you live in, the car you drive (or how many you own), if you go to church or not (or which church), how much money you have, or your personal thoughts or opionions. Real friends are there to pick you up when you have a bad day, and they are able to because you are honest with them about your feelings and that you are indeed having a crappy day. It is a mutual relationship. If you cannot be honest with your best friend, they may as well be nobody. And nobody’s perfect.

I love my wife Mandy, both our families and my best friends Trevor and Michelle, Nate and Chris, Korban and Nessa, Nathan and Camile. Thanks you guys for not being like typical Utah people.