April 29, 2017
There’s a constant stream on social media of privileged assholes who are forever bitching about rights initiatives, and when I say ‘bitching’, I mean they are whining that current initiatives are cramping their style.
International Women’s Day, Black History Month (and/or #blacklivesmatter), Pride events, and anything else that falls under a marginalized group’s event category, are all amazing and important to millions.
Truth be told, these should be important to you even if you don’t personally fall into the category of a marginalized demographic. Because we’re all human, and we’re supposed to look out for one another. It baffles me that more people don’t feel this way.
BUT if you are someone who questions why there isn’t an International Men’s Day (there is one though), or a White History Month (are you fucking serious?), or Straight Pride (honestly, sit the fuck down, you dumb bitch), then I’m here to tell you that you have issues.
Please spend some time researching the terms you seem to have a problem with. Try to understand that, sometimes, it’s not all about you. Better yet, be a more well-rounded person and engage with people who aren’t your exact mirror image, so that you can relate when issues outside of your bubble come up. Be friends or acquaintances with people who are different from you so that you don’t go into the world as a completely ignorant asshole.
Lastly, think of others the way you’d like to be thought of. I’ll bet your empathy levels will go through the roof.
April 27, 2017
I’m sure a therapist would have a field day with me.
I have this weird inclination to expect the worst, especially if I’m struggling, but even if I’m not. Any self-respecting optimist will lecture you about thinking positive in order to attract positive things. Mind you, if any of these optimists knew anything about physics, they’d know that a negative charge attracts a positive charge, so…there’s that.
I have a superstition I never even realized I had. 99% of the time, I train myself to hope for the best, but expect the worst.
I’ve been anxious all week because of work things, including a conference I knew I’d be attending. I was convinced it would be a horrendous experience for various reasons that I won’t get into – and half-way through the convention, I am realizing this is one of the best experiences I’ve ever had at this particular conference. Instead of taking this as evidence that I should let myself expect better, I think, deep down, I’m convinced that my stress contributed to the goodness. I know that’s ludicrous, of course. But still…
Does anyone else suffer from this bizarre affliction?
March 16, 2017
No one is more shocked by my current optimism than I.
A couple of days ago, I was aimless and anxious.
Today, I still have zero clue what fucking direction I am going to steer my life in. But I feel pretty amazing.
Honestly, putting into the universe the idea that I was struggling to figure out my life has been great. I’ve already come up with activities I can do to improve my state of mind (E.G. Hike to the waterfront. Run stairs. Spend time next to sun-exposed window with eyes closed. Etc.) Plus I have so many notes going for my writing projects. I just love that small adjustments lead to big results, eventually. Hard not to feel optimistic. 💕
March 15, 2017
After yesterday’s post, I seem to have spiralled down into an abyss of both self-doubt and dreamy optimism. Yes, that abyss is basically an oxymoron.
I really do feel lost right now, but at the same time, I feel like so many options are available, if only I can harness my motivation and drive.
March 14, 2017
Have you ever been consumed by a sense that you should be somewhere else, or doing something else…or both? My mind has been buzzing lately. I feel fairly certain that my life needs a significant shake-up, but I can’t seem to settle my racing thoughts long enough to formulate any ideas. Actually, that’s not quite true. I can think of many things I’d love to try…things like relocating to somewhere completely new, changing careers, exploring outlandish lifestyle options that would take me out of the rat race….but I can’t begin to figure out how to even start. All I can think about are all the obstacles. Do I just throw a dart at a vision board, pick something, and work towards it? I wish I could just teleport to a terrace in Barcelona and transform my life accordingly. Of course, instantaneous change is a pipe dream. There is usually no quick fix. I believe that a dream scenario in itself is indeed attainable, and the path to such a scenario can be exhilarating. I just can’t calm down long enough to chart the path.
How do I quiet my inner chatter and focus? God, I need to go visit a shrink.
March 12, 2017
Okay…I know I’ve mentioned this twice already…but I cannot stress enough how much I love Crazy Ex-Girlfriend and how you should be watching.
I’m just getting into Season 2, because I’m behind (and I hate myself for it), but it’s still amazing, as far as I can see.
I’m into the fourth episode of the second season but I’m still thinking of Episode 1 because the musical numbers are fucking GOLD.
Not only can I not stop singing this song, but I’m beginning to wish this show had been around for my twenty something year old self. If I had a dollar for every love kernel my friends and I stockpiled in our twenties, I would’ve retired at 30.
It’s crazy how we took some small, insignificant sound bite from a conversation with our men of the hour, and twisted it to make ourselves believe that these guys were worth additional effort. We did this often, and without fail.
Bless this show and bless Rachel Bloom for showcasing this kind of thing that is so relatable.
This show is so good, guys 🙊