my little bro just gave me some cloths and was like "ayyyy busta! bust a move" in a mob accent
and i was like 'IIMMA BUST A Nuuuut
then he look over at me deadpan, and said in the most dramatic voice while leanind own at me (i am laying down) and said in the most deep bri'ish accent possible
I decided to over time try and clear and/or catalog my likes. I have currently over 10 000 of them. To provide a scale - my blog has around 15 000 posts. This will be fun. You can expect steep spike in my queue activity and if I gradually reblog older and older posts of yours you know what is going on :D
So yesterday commenced 5 years working at the group-home. These years have impacted me probably more than anything. A lot has changed, outwardly and inwardly; in my personal life, and in my work life, and especially where the two intertwine.
My heart has been both broken, and filled back up to the brim with love, several times. I know I’m going on about it, but I am really glad I took the chance and applied for this job, despite doubting I could do it. Because as it turns out, these women are incredible and entirely pure beings. With them, I’ve laughed, cried, sang, danced, comforted and been comforted, and even conquered some demons together. These women, although different than me in some ways, I truly consider to be my sisters. I am not sure where the next 5 years will take me, but I will always cherish the time I’ve had at the group-home, AKA Casa Negra. And on a slightly different note, I’d say it’s worth mentioning that this job has also helped me be more open, and accepting of female friendships. Before working in a women’s home, I thought I couldn’t connect with most of my own sex. I now can say that I am more willing to give female friendships an honest and fair chance.
I could go on even more, but I won’t bore you. (Should assume that no one will read this anyway).
–Cricket
Honesty vs Rudeness ||| Common Sense vs Unnatural Logic
So there's bunches of bananas everywhere I've seen talking about how Greg is just honest and promotes common sense, and I'm here to talk about that today.
There's a summary at the bottom of this for the lazier of you.
Attempting to be rational is admirable, but emotion itself is not meant to be logic'd away.
Anyone who tells you that how you feel is wrong, is, themselves, wrong.
How you feel is how you're supposed to feel.
What you do with what you feel is what you're supposed to use logic for.
"I feel like nobody likes me" is a complete, coherent thought. It can be a rational reaction to an irrational feeling, or an irrational response to a rational worry. There are a lot of variables.
Logic and common sense is not "That's stupid/wrong" in this case.
It is to determine why you feel like that in the first place; "I feel like nobody likes me because I haven't seen anyone in a while. I haven't seen anyone in a while because school has been keeping me really busy," and reminding yourself that that is a reasonable reason to feel like nobody likes you, but that it turned out, after all, that that wasn't it, and you just haven't seen anyone in a while.
Being insensitive is not being honest. It's just being rude.
An example of being insensitive is to tell someone they *should* feel x way because x reason.
Now, a lot of you have been told that that's not insensitive, it's just the truth.
It's not. It's just how you feel.
Ohhhhhhh.
Here's WHY that's insensitive; No matter how logical it would be for them to stop feeling sad that their mom died because it won't bring her back, not only will it not make them stop feeling sad, but it will make them feel bad for being stupid as well. You might not know this- I certainly didn't when my abusive ex boyfriend did it to me. Onision, however, certainly does.
"Should" implies that something isn't how it's supposed to be, but that's a pointless word most of the time. Nine times out of ten when used in terms of emotion it's negative and it makes absolutely nothing better. Not only that, but if you're talking about the past tense, it already happened! What good is harping on the past going to do?
"You should be happy right now!" "I should never have..." "He shouldn't have..."
If you find yourself using the word "should," you're probably imposing or presuming a little bit too much on yourself or someone else. So just stop a moment, think really hard about what you're about to say, and maybe ask a question about it instead.
Here's an example.
"You should be happy right now" > "Why aren't you happy right now?"
It might change a lot about how you see those 'irrational' emotions.
SO TO SUMMARIZE
Emotion is
"I am so depressed. I will never be happy again. Everything is the worst it has ever been and it will only get worse and never get better."
Logic is
"I know that this is because my brain chemistry is genetically predisposed to make me a black void of sadness sometimes. It's not going to get better right now, so I might as well get up and shower before I get bedsores and my cats starve to death. The smart thing to do is to tell someone about this before it gets out of hand."
And both of those are exactly what those are supposed to be. They balance each other, not cancel one or the other out.
Anyway there's a rambly blog thing it's probably fulla holes and problems and mistakes 'cause I've been sniffing hair dye fumes all night but there you have it.
Here's that rambly blogpost I tried to post but didn't really post but then I fixed and posted... Now. Now I've fixed it and posted it. Yes. It's about this rambly.
It's hard to comprehend that there's not a thing I would change. Looking at my life now, I should want to change a lot. I should be able to look back and tick off all the events I'd take back; all the moments that were to become future regrets. But I can't do that.
In many ways, I'm grateful to the strength those moments have allowed me develop. I have a thicker skin, a greater ability to withstand 'the tough times'. I owe my hardships a lot - they'll help me to handle the future ones with more competence, I think.
Obviously there are things I could without: crippling self-doubt, struggles with body-image and confidence, being emotionally stunted. But the things that caused those also gave me compassion, bravery, and a greater outlook and wisdom about life and beauty than I ever could have hoped for.
the friend i have who usually makes me question myself and look within my deepest recesses for the things i'm truly feeling and saying and hiding is off living and doing all the things that come with it.
soon enough, i'm going to have to do some questioning for myself. i'm going to have to reflect on what i discover and possibly come to some conclusions. discerning one's own meaning after purposely avoiding it? not sure how i feel about it other than that it's necessary.
i can't rely on other people for the rest of my life.
i am not emotionally prepared for an impromptu dress fitting tomorrow. it usually takes at least a week of warning to go in there, brave-faced and confident.
i also have to fill out an extensive questionnaire for the bone marrow registry before going to have my blood sample drawn, which requires personal answers i don't care to give much (or frequent) thought to.
and it's fudging hot! we're in a horrid heatwave and i've worked every day of it so far.
.. just let me complain and weep into my empty mug because it's too hot for a cuppa.