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Disconnected

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Technology is just an illusion, a world of confusion.

Social media tells us to be social and embrace our friendships.

The act of being social, yet somehow still alone.

Having a conversation with 5 others right there on your phone

Seems convenient enough, but did you forget about the one sitting right in front of you?

Can you look her in the eye?

Can you hold a conversation without feeling anxiety?

Or will the pressure be too much and that phone will be your savor.

Right back to your hand again to scroll through other’s shared moment.

While she is sitting there, looking at you, not understanding what she did wrong.

Stop telling hundreds what you’ve just done, because You should sharing this moment, with just one.

When you put down that device, your world opens up again

When you are too busy looking down, you wont see the chances you missed

That friend whom you haven’t seen in years just walked by

Your soul mate is sitting next to you on the train

You’re stuck on Instagram scrolling your life away.

Pick up your eyes, so you don’t live in regret

We are not promised a specific time in this life

We are not guaranteed damn thing

But what you did with the time you are given, is what you will remember when your time is up

Will you look back and remember great food, traveling, meaningful conversations that lasted for hours.

Or will you remember what Sally Sue did when she went on vacation?

Will you remember how many “friends” liked your post?

Here’s a tough one

Will you remember that last dinner conversation that the family had with grandpa the day before he passed?

Of course not, you were too busy looking at your Snaps.

What has become of this generation?

Why is someone else’s life on a screen, more important than your own.

Why do conversations feel like such a taboo and eye contact could raise the dead

We are living in a world with smart phones and stupid people.

As technology grows we become more disconnected.

Is it worth the Neck strains and loss of cognitive functions,

The time lost and memories that never happened?

Stop reading this blog and shut off that phone.

BE PRESENT in a world that is disconnected.

MAY: Mental Health Awarness

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As you all know, MAY is mental health awarness month, and today I felt like Raven; a big ball of crazy chaotic, all over the place emotions so I felt the need to write.

Raven Cosplay made by me

First off, I’m not writing this for you to say feel better, I’m sorry. None of that is necessary. I’m writing this to say hey, I’m just like you, and you, anddddd YOU!
So please don’t

My whole life, people have put me down. Made fun of me. Picked on me, because I wasn’t just like them. I learned to accept it and know that there was nothing I could do. I didn’t turn into a Mega Beeee. I didn’t go on a murder everyone in sight spree either. However, I did develope pretty bad anxiety, depression, and self hate. I’ve struggled with this for so long. I didn’t speak. Literally, I was silent. I had no friends, and the ones I had, knew I didn’t say very much. I had eating disorders because people told me as fat. I didn’t want smile because people told me my teeth looked like vampire teeth. I hated who I was and didn’t understand why thought I was so awful. My depress got he best of me and I went into a pretty intense time in my life where I cut myself just to feel something more. I do not recommend this, don’t do it! All of this, all of these battles made me stronger, even though at the time I thought I was falling towards the pavement full speed. I personally think I have come a long way. I’m not perfect. I still struggle so hard sometimes, but I’m ok!

Today I had a thought. A thought that moved to a lot of thoughts, pain, and regret. Thoughts that made me question others and have such a heavy heart for a situation. I as in absolute tears. Balling my eyes out. I won’t go into details, but the reasoning for this is down below.
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Good!!
Lesson time
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Don’t let others opinions dictate your life. Over the decade plus time I have worked in this industry, used social media, grown as an adult, I have learned that it doesn’t matter who you are, what you do, where you live, what you eat, or who you are in a relationship with…. People will have opinions. Some good, some bad. Some people will hear rumors and go with it, expand on it, cry wolf. So many ways for people to attack, and trust me, they will.

Judgement without context
Judgement because of rumors
Judgement because … Judgement
This judgement will drown your bliss if you listen.
Don’t listen.

Don’t give in to the absolutely rediculous things people say. I open my DMs and read the most awful messages daily. For no reason. People find some form of joy, thinking that they hurt you. Don’t let them. Your happiness is important. You shouldn’t be scared to live your life. You only have this one, so live it. Live it for yourself and no one else.

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As for the “giving” end.
Do not distroy others. One should not attack others until they are physically broken. No matter what. Be adults.

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With that being said. If you EVER need to talk, I am always a click and type type type away 😁

Fields of burning flowers

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We have all been there! Big or small. White or dark. We have all experienced this some time in our lives. Sometimes it’s innocent. It comes across as a safety net to catch you when you fall. Or maybe a little bit of lip stick to make you look a little better. But sometimes. Sometimes someone lights a match to one dying flower and sets the whole field ablaze. The fire keeps spreading, and spreading out of control. Which one have you experienced? How far has it gone. What do you do when you are standing in that field with fire all around you? Do you hunt for water? Do you run away? Or where you the one who started the chaos?

We all have all been there. We have all stood in that field. We either told a lie, or have been lied to. Not all those who told a lie meant to hurt you. But does fire mean to burn those who touch it? No. I am not saying that every lie is innocent. But I am saying that some mean to be, but still do damage. 

We all need to take a look at ourselves. You know the classic saying that mom would tell you, “do to others as you wish upon yourself.” Would you really want someone to lie to you? Even something so simple as “Does this make me look fat?” If it does, say YES!! Why lie and let the individual find out another way and be even more hurt? We all need to stop being so afraid of honesty. Stop fearing truth and confrontation. If more people expressed their feeling, fears, and emotions and actually tried to have a conversation instead of Facebook posts and Tender swipes- the world would be far less confusing. 

SAY IT! Say what is on your mind. Stop covering up the truth. Stop safety netting every step you make. Friends, Family, and strangers. Everyone deserves honesty. And if you truly care about someone, not one word of dishonesty should come out of those lips.

Let’s start today.

Make a pact with yourself to stop the lies. Together we can do this. Together we can create a world so beautiful and re-grow those lost fields.

Neurons of Chaotic Intent

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It hurts. I’ve got this storm that’s crashing inside of me. A gentle rain to those around, but a hell of a tsunami drowning me from the inside out. Waves crashing upon my tired body. A feeling so cold. The sting like that of torns smacking across every inch of my skin. Something so chaotic, yet no one can see. No one can hear my screams. The tears are invisible. Almost as this was all part of my imagination.

It hurts. Ive given up so much. Always have. Probably always will. That’s just who I am. I put others first. I sacrifice my dreams. My journey. My potential. All in the hopes that happiness will shine upon others. Glow in ways I never could. But I’ve given too much. I can not replenish these pockets of mine.

It hurts. Im walking slowly down this road. There is a cross road ahead and I must make a choice. One says “Do as you have done.” And the other says “Do something for you.” I can see the outcomes spread out like a deck of cards on a table in front of me. Occasional Jokers and Wilds, but I can see my hand. So I finally do something for me and hurt so many people around me, or do I continue to tread water and gasp for air in this tsunami.

It’s hurts. Not knowing what to do. It hurts. It hurts.