Karma

Anyone who knows me well knows that I’m a very open, honest, and unashamed atheist. As a matter of fact, when my husband and I were on our first date, he brought up the fact that he’s Catholic. My response was “Oh cool, I’m an atheist!” Like I said, I don’t see any reason to be ashamed of my lack of religion. I have morals and ethics; I believe in being a good person and helping others simply because it’s the right thing to do, no religion required. So I don’t believe in an omnipotent god who controls everything, but I do believe in karma, both good and bad. Or, as JT put it, what goes around comes around.

A couple awesome examples of karma have popped up in my life throughout the years, strengthening my belief that good things happen to good people and bad things happen to bad people. For example, my shitty abusive ex ended up being with someone who (from the sounds of it back when we were still in touch as friends) doesn’t treat him well. After treating me like shit for several years, that’s exactly what he deserves. Boom! You’ve been served by the Karma Cafe, where there’s no menu because you get exactly what you deserve.

The next example of karma executed precisely is a local businessperson I used to associate with who doesn’t see the value in marriage or family and treats their employees as such. This person believes that work is all that matters and people who prioritize their spouses and families are just not devoted enough. After I severed ties, I took the leap into self-employment and have been successful in my new free career for over a year. My husband and I are also preparing to become first-time homeowners later this year. Last time I heard anything about this particular person, they had to sell their home and go back to renting because of the decline in business. Boom! You’ve been served by the Karma Cafe!

The best example I can think of, however, is myself, and that’s an example of positive karma. I grew up in a single-income, 6-person family in a rural area where many people don’t go to college and end up working in factories. That’s fine if you can be happy that way, but I always knew I wanted more. Despite not having the resources to do so in a traditional sense, I got my B.A. over the course of 7 years while supporting myself by working full-time in factories and warehouses. Now, I have an amazing career that I love, and I deserve it because I worked so hard for it. During that time, I was also with the shitty abusive ex I mentioned before. He never actually hit me, but he was verbally and emotionally abusive to me on a regular basis and destroyed my self-esteem. Towards the bitter end, he began backing me into corners while screaming insults at me for hours, and I legitimately feared that he would start hitting me. After that relationship ended, I dated a string of noncommittal assholes who just wanted to hook up. Then my good karma came along when I met my husband, an ACTUAL nice guy. Not the kind of incel guy who says “I’m such a nice guy, you slut! Why won’t you fuck me?!” No, he’s an actual nice guy. If you’re still single, trust me when I say they do exist. Finally, I’m fortunate enough to be a dog mom to to the best two pups ever and close to finally living in my own house. Thanks Karma Cafe! I spent my whole life being honest, good, and hardworking. It’s great to finally see the rewards.