I constantly feel like I’m caught between loving structure and hating it, craving to be thin and craving ice cream. I’m caught between desiring a good job and wanting to be lazy, enjoying the freedom of being an adult at … Continue reading
I can’t believe I’m here, less than a month from graduation, months from paying off my first college loan. I just signed the dotted line on my first apartment lease. Tickled, no fathomed, by the idea that this bright eyed … Continue reading
New Girl reminds us to embrace who we are. Be proud of our weirdness and cherish our friends endless support while being totally ridiculousness. “Nick doesn’t have a life plan. He doesn’t have a day plan. I once found a note … Continue reading
I will admit that I am an easily stirred person. One can get a reaction from scaring me with a boo or igniting emotion that is fueled by anger or tears. It is even easier to stir emotion that forces … Continue reading
So, my blog game has been off a bit and by off I mean it has been about a month or so since I last posted. Luckily, I would not proclaim myself to have any diehard followers that would be … Continue reading
Bastille “I have written you down now you will live forever and all the world will read you and you will live forever.” Lyrical genius paired with soothing vocals and a deeply moving charm. Uplifting, begging the listener to … Continue reading
We get in our own way. We create our own defeat, our own worry of not being good enough. We come in the way of positive thinking with fleeting thoughts of self-conscious remarks, questions that ponder our own self worth, and moments of weakness. We hold our bodies tightly, arms crossed. We hide in baggy clothes, in the comfort of our own homes, and dwell within our own negativity. We pump the brakes on our own happiness.
Do not dwell too long in hostile quarters. They can tarnish perspective and self worth. I speak from a place that I have been creating for years, one that harnesses every foul thought I ever assumed another thought of me, and every mean thing I ever thought of myself. I have built a mountain, several actually. I have become quite experienced in the building of despair mountains. I have mastered the art of killing my own happiness. I know how to knit-pick everything from my thighs to my grades, to how I measure up to well, everyone. It is a vicious cycle of comparison, a haunted house of shame, blame, and hatred. A place I wouldn’t wish upon anyone.
So jump. Jump from your mountain into an ocean of positive thinking, better, self-love. Create it. Inspire it. Nurture it.
We are the makers and shakers of our own happiness, our own destiny. Do not dwell, do not swell your eyes with tears of your own creation. Be something, be anything, and do it with the knowledge that you are perfect in all that you are, because you are, you.
In life. In love. In essence. I think I’m a danger to myself. Yelling mean things at my core, shaming who I am, tormented by my own relentless voice. Moments of pure joy. Singing…singing all things. I rip myself into … Continue reading
I think it’s okay to be a little sad sometimes. Life isn’t perfect, people aren’t perfect, and you’re going to be hurt and disappointed. So allow sadness, but don’t drown in it, do not let it swallow you whole. Sadness makes us appreciate the sunshine and feel the warm embrace of a smile curl from our lips. So be blue, let in reflection, and then welcome the strength to overcome your sadness because life may have its downsides but it has its wonders too.