Some days I feel like the world is against me. And the second thought I always have is, how do you fight the world?
I wish I could stand here and tell you "it's just one day! Only one bad day! Tomorrow will be better!" But that isn't always true. I won't stand here and lie to you.
I started this blog to express myself. Typically what I post is thoughtful and kind words that someone might need to hear, or be interested in. This one might be diffrent.
Tonight im going to describe what it's like when the world is in the opposite corner.
Sometimes it feels like simply a dark cloud hanging over you. You feel sad, maybe alone. You fall asleep a little later then normal that night, but the next day you are feeling just fine.
Other times, it's like the world has beat you, and beat you and beat you into a tiny ball of sadness and loneliness. These days, it is a lot harder to get up in the morning. You know how that day is going to go as soon as your eyes open. These days can go one if two ways. You wake up early, force yourself out of bed, and fall asleep late that night. Or you sleep through the entire day, and waste away the daylight as you attempt to sleep the sickness out of your mind.
Most of these days you come to learn that you can't fight the world, but the world will always fight you.
I wish this this was more inspiriational, but I'm not exactly sure how to do that.
Just as a reminder for everyone - the world doesn't have to win, but you won't win every battle. Life is hard.
Aftet re-reading what I have written, I questioned exactly why I wrote it. And I know that I am not the only one who feels like this sometimes. I also know that sometimes it feels like you are alone, and I hope this is simply a reminder that you aren't, and some people understand.
The United States of America was founded in 1776. Before the immagrants from Great Britain arrived, there were Indians in this land. Ones with husbands, wives, children, friends. Once the immagrants came, bad things began to happen. Most people know what I am talking about, so details are not needed. So, our founding fathers were immagrants. As well as our ancestors, and our friends ancestors. They emigrated from Great Britain due to their disagreements towards their irrational leader.
Fast forward many years, to the time of slavery. Men, woman, and children of color are being taken hostage and forced to perform labor by white men immersed in power and wealth. Thanks to the 16th president of the United States of America, Abraham Lincoln who abolished slavery, those families were freed, but not of hate.
Jim Crow laws were introduced which allowed people to mistreat and disrespect the people of color STILL. There were beatings, murders, and not enough punishment for such heinous acts. Eventually in the 15th amendment, Black men were given the right to vote. While women of all color we're still unable to vote, but that is another subject.
Finally, 2017. We are under leadership of the 45th president of the United States, Donald Trump and his vice President Mike Pence. After eight years under the leadership of the 44th president of the United States, Barack Obama - The first black president-we are now in a stage of hatred and resentment of one another.
Like I stated before none of these parts of history are directly related to religion. But now I find myself wondering how a man like Donald Trump, Who pronounces himself to believe in a God, can act and speak with such hatred towards people he does not like or agree with.
But this hatred and resentment does not stop with the president. It continues with the people and the citizens within the borders of the United States. Obviously there is still hatred around the world, But for right now I am speaking of the people and citizens of the United States.
Daily I will see posts about racism towards not only black people but towards those in Syria. Racism does not stop with black people. Hatred does not stop with racism.
Not too long ago I found myself in a place in my practice of religion, questioning my own beliefs. While that is a personal issue, the things going on in the world only aid to my questioning. I am not here to bash those who practice a different religion than me, or simply practice differently than me. I am here to ask important questions to the people who surround me, and are building the history of this country.
How can those who pronounce himself as Christians, bring so much hatred into the world? During my time of practice, I have come to learn that God did not put us on this earth to practice hatred towards those who are different than us. It does not matter if someone is a different color than us, different religion then us, or different sexual orientation then us. Yes, you may not agree with their beliefs. And yes, they may not agree with yours, but that does not give any of us the right to hate and despise those who do not agree with whatever we believe in. This country, while founded on a Christian base, was built to allow the people of this country to have rights and freedoms of many magnitudes.
The hate does not stop at religion. There are men hating women, women hating man, Women hating women, and men hating men. There are children hating children. There are adults hating children. There are children hating adults.
I have just recently seen a post about what is a real woman. That post was not about child abuse or spouse abuse. It was about the women who feel uncomfortable under the power of Donald Trump. This post was hating against the people who were protesting their beliefs.
I am not here to pronounce whether I am a Republican or Democrat. But this post made me very upset. We as people of the United States should not be hating one another because of what others believe in.
The people that I have noticed that our sharing and posting with such hate, are people who are educated and well rounded. I know these people personally and know that they were raised correctly.
I was blessed to be raised with the knowledge that we are equal no matter what color, religion, or sexual orientation we are. My parents believe in equal treatment. This country is supposed to practice equal treatment.
There is a difference between disagreeing and completely bashing someone on their beliefs.
I realize that this article might sound biased. But no matter if you are Democratic or Republican, hate should not be an option.
I don't want my children growing up in a world full of hate. I will teach my children that equality is key, just as I was raised. My children will know that no matter what someone else believes they deserve to be treated just the same.
Age is not a factor. Regardless of if you are 86 or six, we should love each other.
I am a 17-year-old girl who was blessed with a full family of loving people. While I have made mistakes, I know that everyone is equal. And no matter where I live, what career I have, how much money my family will have, that I am just as equal as those with more money, or a bigger house.
I believe that if I, as a 17-year-old girl, can understand this subject, anyone can.
And I am off. Peace and love to you and yours! 💋
There she stands, exactly where you left her.
Its been a while but I know she feels as if it just happened. It must be hard for others to understand. You know, that's she feels too much, too quickly. And when she hurts, she hurts bad.
She is not an ordinary girl who can get up and brush herself off. She is not one to party to forget. Instead she takes her sweet time to figure out what she needs to figure out.
But what others do not know is how long it takes. It may take years. Because once she starts to love, it is so very hard for her to stop. Because like I said, there is no half-hearted love that comes from her.
So here we stand, looking around this spot that seems so familiar and that hurts so bad. And she begins to wonder.
Wonder how you are. Wonder what you are doing. Wonder if you miss her like she misses you. Because believe me she does. More then she likes to admit to herself.
She doesn't like to feel weak, so showing her pain isn't a choice. This is where the art flows through. Her poetry, the pictures, the drawings and paintings. Every single piece of art, is a piece of her despair drifting away.
But I know that somewhere deep inside her she knows that you are nothing anymore. That while you are a great human being, that once you left her here you mean nothing anymore.
Because if if you willing to give up so much, so quick, than it isn't worth being this upset over. Most people probably think this, but she hasn't grasped this yet. Because she is stuck on you. I am still trapped in this box of memories, forced to look at these old things that she remembers and then I hurt. Not for how she misses you, but how upset she is.
She is a good person. She doesn't deserve this. She deserves to be happy and live with little care about this anymore.
But here we are, exactly where you left her.
I am seventeen and sometimes I feel like I am more adult then some of the actual adults I encounter on a daily basis.
At stores you may see a grown woman screaming because she isn't able to use a coupon, even though it is very clear that she is not in a position where she wound need too.
Then there are the adults that will argue with the younger generation just to prove that they are wrong.
I am thankful to say that none of my parents, or close family friends are these kinds of people. Sadly though, I do know some adults who are like that.
Typicically, those people are also the same people that blame the younger generation for all of the messed up situations that the country had to deal with. Which is exactly why I am writing about this.
Here is my problem: Yes, some of the people younger then you have messed up, and have made mistakes.
Yes, we make dumb decisions sometimes. But that does not mean that we will drive the country into the ground. In fact, I believe that the majority of my generation has a decent head in their shoulders.
Obviously some of the people we have grown up with aren't so mature, or have chosen a not-so-good path for themselves. But I sincerely doubt that your entire generation was full of church-going, community service-participating, sober angels.
Yes, the majority of you have grown into a good life. You can provide for your family, you have a steady job, and have a loving relationship with your family. But regardless of statics and what we believe as a society, your generation has had as many mess ups as mine has.
I guess what I am trying to say is just remember, all of these things our country is going through, we go through together. Young and old, we struggle together. Please do not bunch younger people into a group of lazy pot-heads. We have potential. We can be strong, independent men and woman who have the potential to change the world, just as you used to be.
And I am off. Peace and love to you and yours!
Time nowadays seems to be fluent.
It seems as if it was just yesterday that I was in middle school dealing with petty drama. Instead, I am attempting to grasp the fact that in 5 months from yesterday I will be walking across a large stage receiving my diploma.
As a freshman, I remember dreading going to school because it reminded me how long I had to be there, and how long it would be before I was remotely close to being done. As always the seniors would talk about how everyone should relish in the time they had as underclassmen, and how time went so quick. Everyone would respond with "yeah right, this sucks" and simply continue on complaining. Honestly, I was right there too. Heck, I was probably the first to complain about the amount of homework, or how long the school day seemed to be.
But as I quickly approach the end of my senior year of high school, I realize how foolish I was to think like that. With that being said, I haven't had the greatest high school years - with the drama and all. So I am not saying I wish we could go back (I wouldn't if I could), but I know that the majority of students would enjoy the time they had if they would stop and live in the moment they are in.
As corny as it sounds, take the time to stop and smell the roses. Enjoy the Karaoke you do with your friends, or the late night car conversations. Remind your friends and family how much they mean to you. Make new friends, leave your comfort zone sometimes.
I know most underclassmen will discard what I said simply because it seems so far away. But even if you don't believe me, or are even out of school, take my advice. Don't let stress and responsibility take over your enjoyment of life. As soon as you do, life becomes a schedule. It becomes a hastle to get out of bed in the morning.
Relaxation isn't a sin, it's a blessing. Whether it's an hour or a few moments, it is time for a quick boost of energy and inspiration.
And with that, I'm off! Peace and love to you and yours!
2017 has just begun and It is safe to say that it will be a good year.
Some people doubt others ability to tell because how early they have announced their thoughts. "It's only the third of January, there's no way you know how this year will be."
Well, I am here to tell you, that's not true!
You see, how this year will be is 99.9 percent up to you, and how you own it. While there are some incidents when you have no control over the outcome, the majority of issues can be solved with some thought and then some action.
Today in my first hour, one of our assignments was to pick one word that would inspire the changes we wish to make as human beings. My first option was the word "Positive". I chose this word to remind me that even on bad day, there is still some light at the end of the tunnel.
In a society like we live in today, it is easy to assume the worst in all things we are faced with.
The key is positive thinking.
I make that sound so easy, huh?
Well, I have been there, done that, got the t-shirt. It took until today, my first day back to school, for me to realize that if I told myself that posivity was the answer the majority of the day would end up okay.
Obviously, there were some things that I wish I would have handled differently, but I know this thinking will take some getting used too. It is like losing weight - it doesn't happen overnight!
Typically I am not big on New Years resolutions. Personally, they never last and I know I will end up giving up. While one word seems so much broader, it can signify so many changes that you, as a person, would want to make for yourself. One word is simple. It makes thinking about change less stressful.
I am no psychologist, but from one human being to another, I recommend choosing one word for 2017.
Take some time to sit and meditate over which word best describes what you want out of this year. For some it will be easy. For others, it may take a few days before they realize exactly what they want or need.
Once you have picked a word, you can visit http://oneword365.com/ and share your word with others, and see all the people who share your word. It can be inspiring to see all the people who want to better themselves, and better the world.
And with that, I am off! Peace and love to you and yours!
I hope life is treating you well. I miss you beyond belief, but I know what happened between us was for the greater good. I know she treats you the way I wish I could. Blessings be upon the two of you, and those you surround yourselves with.
At night, while I lie in bed, I begin to think of the good memories we had together. All those late night video calls, when we would just stare at each other with those dumb smiles. You meant a lot to me. Actually, you meant the world to me. And hopefully, without sounding as if I am attacking you, I wish I would have had the chance to prove it.
We were young, and just a little dumb. And as I lay here writing this, I start to think of what might have happened if we had lasted to the present. I'm sure more memories would have been made, and more smiles would be wasted. Wasted isn't the greatest word choice, but is the most accurate.
I know what we had was tainted, and toxic to the both of us. I know that when it ended, although painful, it must have been for a good reason. I may wish that you were still around, and maybe one day you will be, but for now distance seems to be the answer.
I do still miss you. It's been two years and here I am - still wondering about you. But that is okay, because I have forgiven the heartbreak.
I hope that life is kind to you, and you find whatever you were looking for when you left.
the one you left behind
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