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I didn’t think growing up with7 siblings would have been as traumatic as it turned out to be.

Every time I go to the fridge now I wonder, “who is going to kill me if I eat this?”

I live alone.

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I think this is where my fear of food stemmed from.

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also maybe why I now live alone...

morganjennifer1

I didn’t think growing up with7 siblings would have been as traumatic as it turned out to be.

Every time I go to the fridge now I wonder, “who is going to kill me if I eat this?”

I live alone.

morganjennifer1

I think this is where my fear of food stemmed from.

I didn’t think growing up with7 siblings would have been as traumatic as it turned out to be.

Every time I go to the fridge now I wonder, “who is going to kill me if I eat this?”

I live alone.

#tootrue #real #sibilings #relateable

Update to my last post:

Asked my bother about how he’s going... He is irrationally scared of hair in hair brushes... weird.

My sister and I were menaces when we were younger.

Our mom would ask us to bathe our little brother

and we would take the hair out of the hair brush and chuck it in the tub whilst he was in it.

That kid would scream and cry bloody murder.

I wonder how he is doing now adays...

#oops #question #siblings #too good

I know how social media works (I’m a marketer) and that analytics prove that only 1/5 of you will truly read this. That’s alright, this really isn’t for you, but more for me. I’ve been trying to wrap my mind around this whole social media thing. It’s been a quite deep experience for me, actually. I have learned that it is all marketing. Heck, you are selling yourself. You are giving yourself a “vibe”, a “theme”. You are portraying the side of you that you want people to see, even when you say you’re not. It’s a total mind game. You want people to “buy in”. You want them to follow, comment, like. Though you say you are not feed by it, it’s the food in your stomach.

Here is where I have landed. Please don’t think I’m an asking for empathy or pity, I just want to be real. I do not like myself enough to “instagram”. I do not like myself enough to update you on where I am in life or what I am wearing. It is all a chore to me.

When I do post or do try to make things move forward in the social media realm, I am overwhelmed by the fact that I do not care enough. There is freedom in that, however. I do not need to feel consumed with the urge to post. I know my bread is not coming from the gratification brought by the likes or the views, but brought by life itself.

This is where I find myself in a pickle, I am a consumer. Yes, I do not like to sell myself, but hell I’m buying into everything else. I like your “vibe”, I like your “theme”. I want more of your Instagram stories, YouTube’s, photos. Give me.

I’m a leach. I’m feeding off of all of this. I’m looking forward to seeing what you’re doing in life via social media because I’m too lazy to call you or pop by to see how you are doing.

We fighting a losing battle, my friends. We are disconnecting by connecting. We are forming a false reality -a false sense of connection- by allowing social media and technology to be the mediator of our daily lives.

It truly saddens me. Trust me, there are all kinds of irony by me writing this and posting it onto a form of social media. I just want us all to take a second, step back from what we place as reality in our lives, and ask ourselves if we are truly living.

Have you seen the sky today? Did you wonder how the heck the earth is spinning and you can not feel it? Have you talked to people in line next to you at a coffee shop? Have your hands felt a pen and paper or just your phone screen?

Reality is not what we think it is. Reality is this; life is passing and you are viewing it through a screen that is delayed and small. Wake up. Stop selling yourself short of a life that has much more potential, so much more REAL experience. Don’t do it for the gram, do it for you.

#truth #can i get an amen #social media #too deep #this hurt #thoughts #advice #real

“smile more, it makes you a day younger!”

please, please tell me that again and this time say it to my smile parentheses and crows feet.

I just want to go to a place that is historically rich, dense with culture, go off the grid, see art that was revolutionary and architecture that was before its time.

...but I am poor.

...and single.

I honestly really don’t know what to aspire to be anymore.

I mean, when I was a kid I wanted to be a doctor or an astronaut. But since I learnt I am a millennial, I think youtuber sounds more practical for me.

Commitment gives me the feeling of...

accidentally hitting the “mobile web” icon on my LG enV3

“2018 really sucked”

“2019 is going to be my year”

*January 1st, 2019*

*wakes up to find there is no coffee*

“this year has gone to crap!”

“2020. 2020 will be my year.”

*told that if you believe it, you can achieve it*

walks up to the hottest guy in the place, grabs his hand, tells everyone in the room that he is indeed yours...

That is the practical execution of that saying, correct?

#true #amiright