I am defeated, I am on my last legs and it looks like the Skyline View may claim the life of one more writer. Just three short months ago I was filled with dreams of a successful paper, one that would catch people’s eye and would be read on a broad scale across the Skyline campus and maybe even beyond. Whoever said that a Utopia cannot exist was correct. My hopes and dreams for this paper were shoved into a wooden barrel and then pushed over the Niagara Falls. Needless to say, they didn’t survive the fall.
The experience was an impressive one and I did learn a few things about myself and my writing. The biggest lesson I learned was this: the only person you can rely on is yourself, people are not to be trusted to complete their tasks. My entire life I have had a negative outlook about life and the people within it. I can name only a handful of people that I can truly rely on 100 percent of the time to be there when I need them to be. The newspaper has sent me spiraling to a whole new level of dismay, disgust, pessimism and above all else pity for the human race.
I have an extreme dislike for everything I see in the world, there is nothing that makes me happy because I know that I will only be disappointed. Disappointed by the people around me, their actions and lack of response to what is going on.
In a world of desensitization, I feel like the numbest person in the world.
It is not just because of the newspaper but also due to what I report on and the reactions, or lack there of, that I observe from those that care to glance at the news that most affects them. I do not understand how dentists have the highest suicide rate of all careers. I would expect that journalists would be the people to kill themselves before their career was even close to being over.
Being the masochist I am, I will continue to work on the paper, and do my best to report the news, accurately and in a manner that will be most beneficial to the people that read the paper. I do this not out joy any longer, but out of commitment and necessity to my chosen profession.
Hope springs eternal, just not at Skyline.