Here ya go :)
It covered difficult topics like birth trauma, postpartum depression, and overall what I would consider the darkest period of my life—the part of it that I still find myself coming out of more each day. It was extremely difficult to write about the first time, and Tumblr ate it.
Eventually I will write it again. I will likely have even more clarity about it when I do, but it’s still disappointing.
I enabled photo responses. Someone please .gif this post.
This is something that I started last July and then asked people to add to:
(I can’t sleep. I appreciate that people liked my emoment post from earlier).
The first ten I wrote in the original entry. The rest are from others.
1. Never let anyone hurt you.
2. Live like there could be no…
When you realize that so much of the world is starving, while so much of the world is gorging themselves, and that both groups are headed toward early graves, it is sickening. When you realize that mean people are usually meaner to themselves, it is eye-opening. When one falls asleep on you, some…
Why does everyone have to pull on something at one time?
Why can’t people understand that it does not matter what they are/were “trying” to do. It does not matter that you are trying to help if what you are causing is pain.
Don’t get it? Let’s look here:
It does not…
That is how many words most of us utter in a day. Most of us say very little. I include myself in this.
I would love to be incredibly tiny for a day. I have not been tiny since I grew eight inches when I was twelve. I always wonder how different my life would be if I hadn’t and I wasn’t an…
I’ll do the panic and I’ll love every minute, until perhaps I realize it was warranted for the first time in what seems like ever.
Cities…they have the best and the worst of things really. They have the most interesting people, and girls with vagina-eating skirts. They have fantastic looking apartments and a homeless population that would only fail to make the heartless feel for them. It is easy to get caught up in the idea…
Considering how much advice I give, this question is a little difficult for me to answer. I had to think about what types of advice I give, what they stem from, and then whether or not I listen. I can honestly say that I try to live what I preach, even if I am not always successful. I think that for the most part I am successful, however.
I base a lot of my life-advice off my loose interpretation of The Four Agreements by Don Miguel Ruiz. It is a book of Toltec wisdom, or a “guide to personal freedom” as it has been called by, pardon me, whiter people. I read this in high school with my youth group and would suggest it to anyone.
The first agreement is to be impeccable with your word. I apply this in my life to the idea of never going in to a situation with the intent to hurt someone, through words or otherwise. I have little respect for people that call/text/talk to someone with the intent of hurting them. Do my words hurt people? Of course they do. Sometimes arguments ensue and stupid things are said, but not making them a rule is important. Additionally, as is discussed another agreement, a lot of people take things personally. I do not mean much of what I say personally, and a lot of it is not said in a personal manner. Someone personalizing that is not me going out to intentionally hurt someone, so I would say that I follow this advice.
The second agreement is to not take anything personally. This is because seemingly mean or hurtful things that people say are often either not intended to be taken that way or are more representative of something going on with them, not the situation between the two of you. Something I often say to people who are mean to me is, “Do not spread your poison here,” or “You can try but you can’t touch me.” We all falter on it, but most of the time taking things personally is a conscious choice. I think I typically take my own advice on this.
The fourth agreement is to not make assumptions. This is the one I falter on the most because I typically assume that people will deal with things in a logical manner, and they usually do not. This sometimes causes me to dwell on things that I can’t understand from a logical standpoint. I am working on it, but I try not to assume things for the most part. This is why I like open communication, because then people are not lead to assume things.
The final agreement is to always do your best. I disagree with this one but like to apply it for the most part. I do not think that a person can try their best all the time, they will run out of steam. I think that people should try close to their best a majority of the time, and I think I do this.
Finally, I would add something to these agreements, and this is probably what I give the most advice on, and that is to think critically. Essentially, I really advise that people use their own damn brain rather than just regurgitate what they hear from others. My parents taught me this from a young age, and it really upsets me when I see people who obviously had parents that only taught them to regurgitate what they told them.
My “life advice” consists of trying hard, trying not to hurt people, not taking things personally, not assuming things, and thinking critically. As far as expectations go, I mostly expect people to be committed to their word (not lie). It is not at all rocket science so I would say, for the most part, I listen to and live up to these ideas.
I am going to brag it up, but please understand that this is not really bragging it up.
I do not deserve these things that I am about to brag up.
Because I am not a very good student. This all just works out some how, so far.
I had my first exam in COM 326, I got a 94%. I had my…
Thinking about your own thinking can be dangerous. Thinking about other people’s thinking is almost guaranteed to be.
Thinking about the past too much is also not recommended. I have been trying not to very much lately. Honestly, I have just been trying to think about the present, and also not…
First of all, I would like to say that I do not really think I am a bitch.
Surprised? I suppose a lot of people would be. Have you ever heard of people who self-label, not necessarily because they believe the things abuot themselves, but because they have heard them so much throughout their life? They are not all pathetic people crying in corners and lacking self-esteem. Some of them are “bitches” like me. I do not think I am a bitch at all.
I think that I am opinionated, and not shy to share these opinions. I thnk that I am articulate, and this allows me to share my opinions in a way that is “better” even if the opinion is not. I think that sometimes I get a little too say-anything, but I would rather venture on that side of the spectrum than the other. I do not think any of these things actually make me a bitch.
One would be wrong to say that I am this way because I was born this way, or because of the way I was raised. We are a product of our environments, but a lot of people leave their parent’s house when they turn eighteen, and that is when most of these personality changes took place for me. How could something that was apparently with me since birth (either my inherent personality or my parents) not affect me until I am of age and away from them?
I would argue that my parents set the foundation for the person I am today. They always allowed our house to be an open forum for discussion—we debated a lot, about nearly everything. Additionally, my immediate family is not full of overly-sensitive people. At the same time, I did not become nearly as outspoken as I am until I was well in to college, so I can hardly attribute it all to them. While I may not have learned to walk on eggshells at home, I understood that college was an environment where people would have different opinions and backgrounds than I had grown up with, and that maybe it was the place to be a bit more careful with my words. I chose not to.
I chose not to. Infant-Emily did not choose not to. Infant-Emily would have had completely different ideas on how to deal with the situation, implying that I have not been the same since birth. Even fifteen-year-old Emily would have been more quiet. Julie and Carl Knotts did not decide not to. I did.
This is why I believe that Psychology that blames like, “Who caused me to be this way?” or Psychology that promotes victimizing oneself, like, “I can’t change. Traits hardly ever change after childhood,” is absolute bullshit.
The sun is out! Apple juice is the best. It reminds me of being five. Listening to some Buffalo Springfield, I just want to be my flower-child self again. I will be.
Attempting to have a completely normal relationship with food is so strange, but it feels good if I do not think about it too…
That awkward moment where I did not yet know I was pregnant.
First I will say thank you, and that is very flattering. When I was younger I wanted to be an author—and by younger I mean from very small until I was about fifteen. When I was fifteen I took a pretty hardcore Composition class, and as much as it brought out the best writing I have ever created, I feel like it drained me of everything I really had to bring to the table as far as creative writing goes. Maybe it will come back some day, but I just do not feel like I am very good at it anymore. You will notice that I took your question to mean creative writing specifically. This is because I do not think I would want to write a book that was something dry, boring, and maybe persuasive—this is the kind of writing I am good at now, unfortunately.
With my “wit” and “will” I plan to graduate college, get married, and experience life. I know that I answered a question quite a long time ago that explained myself and how I plan. I do not plan anymore. I live my life. Some people might think, what about a job? I will find a job after I graduate. Not being a planner, I understand that this job, and quite likely the first few jobs I have, will not fall under the “dream job” category. This is fine, I just want to live my life.
I think that people who plan too much lose the fun of the journey. I am all about the journey. No, I do not know what I want to do with my life right now, but I know that at some point I will find what that is and feel very passionately about it. I see it kind of like a loving relationship. People who know exactly what kind of person they want, from physical attributes to personality, to goals and annual salary, are likely to be let down by what they get. The qualifications they built up in their mind are really so much less than what stands before them. I think this is the same with a job. Everything is glorified. I want to find by experience.
I thank you, and I think that I am driven too. I think what sets me apart from the stereotypically “driven” person is that I want to be driven simply everywhere, not necessarily just in one direction.