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Thirty-six years later, the world has nothing but love for “Africa.” It’s gonna take a lot to drag fans away from this song.
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“Now I remember where I heard ‘Crimson and Clover’ before! It was from the movie 'Coffee and Cigarettes’! Rob Thomas has a great movie taste, and I really love that he put that song when Logan is waiting for Veronica.”
Note: 'Crimson and Clover’ is also a 1968 song by American rock band Tommy James and the Shondells.
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Social Media & Dating
Today I’m going to talk about relationships, and the social media age and how it’s affecting so many relationships.
I dated a guy before Tommy who was addicted to stalking girls on social media. While he was dating me (and supposedly only me) he messaged tons of other girls on Instagram, using his “status” to try to get them to meet up with him. One time I caught him messaging a girl on Twitter when I activated his old phone. How did I get to that point? (I’ll get there) Was that right? Probably not, but after you’ve been through it so many times (as I had at that point) and you start to get that suspicious feeling, you kind of have to itch the scratch, even if you know it’s gonna hurt. I wish that one time that I checked his stuff, I never found anything, but every time I looked, there was something. It was awful. It made me feel not good enough for anyone, unlovable…it made me feel a sadness within myself that I’ve never felt before. Why wasn’t I enough? It took me a VERY long time to realize that it was his problem, not mine. After talking with other exes of his I found out this was just a pattern. But the damage was done. I became an insecure girl.
See, before that relationship I had never been cheated on, never been hurt; never dated someone who would hurt me. So it was such a shock to me to go through this. To become that insecure girl who had to check up on her boyfriend. It all started with me seeing what girls he was following. There were some “Instagram models” but I let that go. I let that go until one day I saw his dms. And saw he was messaging so many of them, blatantly hitting on them. I lost myself. I became this crazy, insecure, broken woman. I didn’t get why he didn’t just dump me? Security I suppose? If there are any guys out there reading this, and you’re doing that shit to a girl right now, just do her a favor and break up with her. No girl needs to deal with that.
Now I’m only sharing that because I want to tell you how great my relationship is now, and how most relationships should be in this day and age if they want to survive this social media influenced world.
So here’s what we do- When I first started dating Tommy, obviously I was worried because he had this “bad boy” reputation. Everyone told me a guy like him would break my heart. So I went into the relationship very cautiously. I was worried about other girls, I was already scathed from my previous relationship and didn’t trust any guy. I would see girls text him, but he was very open about it. He told me straight out in the beginning that he was seeing other people. I understood because we had just met. Then after a week or so he decided he just wanted to see me. I told him everything I had been through before and that I couldn’t go through that again. And then he did something amazing, he took my thumb, and put it on his phone and said, “you can look at my phone whenever you want to. I will never hurt you.” I was like, what? Who is this guy? No guy would ever do this. So for the first few weeks, I saw a bunch of stuff from girls still trying to hang on, and we would laugh about it together. He showed and shared everything with me. And then eventually I just stopped checking. He made me feel so secure, and so safe, and so loved, that there is no need for me to look at anything. And honestly, I think that kind of trust is what will make you survive this social media age. If a guy has nothing to hide, he should have no problem with you looking at his phone whenever. It shouldn’t be a big deal. You should be able to pick up his phone just as you would pick up your phone. It’s just a stupid device. If there’s no secrets between you two then it shouldn’t be a problem.
Now, as for the issue girls have about their boyfriends, or husbands following a bunch of Instagram models, here’s what I have to say- I don’t think it’s appropriate for a guy to follow a girl or girls he doesn’t know that post a bunch of scantily clad images if he’s in a relationship. It’s just not cool. Because you’re clearly only looking at that page to get your jollies off, and you should be doing that with your significant other. I’m not saying to never look at another beautiful girl again, because that’s not possible, it’s human nature to observe beauty, but you should have respect for the person that you’re dating, and you should be liking them and their posts and not need this outer attraction. Also, if you want to get your jollies off, do it privately with porn or something. There’s no need to hurt people.
If you’re single guy, do whatever you want, but if you bring someone into your life, and you want to have a relationship with them, respect them. A Girl is like a flower in a field; if you’re going to pick it, then you need to take it home, put it in a vase, water it, admire it and take care of it. You don’t pick a flower out of the field, and then take it home and throw it on the counter to die.
And that’s my two cents…hopefully it makes change…
On another note: I wanted to talk to you guys and ask what you’d like to see most of on this blog? I’ll kind of post about everything but is there anything in particular you’d like to see or need advice with?
Let me know!
Stay golden pony girl ❤️
Brittany
When it All Started…
I don’t like to blame things on divorce, but I had a pretty tumultuous childhood, which maybe I’ll share about someday… and I think…well, I KNOW that all the stress I was put through as a kid, is what created my anxiety. I remember being six years old begging my dad to take me to the emergency room because I swore I was dying of a heart attack. It became a regular thing. He would take me every time I got upset, and I would get checked out, and the doctors would tell me I was OK and not dying. It became such a regular thing that the nurses knew me by name. I’d walk through the door and they’d be all, “Hi Brittany” and I’d be like- “Today’s the day Janet, I’m having a heart attack”. Truth is, I was never dying of a heart attack, obviously, but it sure felt like it. Then as I got older things got way worse. I started thinking about the way I would walk; I’d start thinking about the way I walked so much, that I’d start tripping and falling. I became obsessive about how many times I chewed my food, if I didn’t chew it enough times I felt like I would choke. I would chew it until it was almost nothing, and then I felt like it was safe to swallow. I would hardly ever get through my lunches and would leave starving to my classes. Before I left for school I would have to run up and down the stairs eight times to check if my curling iron was unplugged. And even though every time it wasn’t, I would still have to go up seven more times or I felt like something really awful was going to happen. If someone bumped into me, I would have to bump them seven times back, to “give it back” whatever “it” was. I was a nervous wreck. My dad got me into therapy, but nothing really seemed to help… I was sad, I didn’t really get to have a child hood, so I couldn’t relate to a lot of other kids. I used to look at them and feel envious of how carefree they were. I was the class clown, because it was the only way that I felt I could fit in. I used comedy to cope with all of my issues. And honestly the only thing that brought me joy, was making people laugh. Like it still does to this day. All I ever wanted to do was entertain, because when I entertained people I was happy, I got to not be me for minute.
Eventually I got so sick that I started self mutilating. No one had any idea. At school I was this happy go lucky jokester, but on the inside I was dying. I hid my cuts so no one would see. I only got caught when there was a random physical held at the nurse’s office. Some kids parents couldn’t afford to take them to get physicals so they just made sure everyone had one and well that was it for me. They saw my body and off to the hospital it was. I got sent to a place that I often try to forget. It was probably one of the most traumatizing experiences of my entire life. I remember being in there thinking, I’m not crazy, I’m just sad, and for some reason I’m being punished for that. I remember watching girls pulling out their hair and eating it, talking to walls, and thinking how much I didn’t belong there. I remember thinking that I couldn’t wait to get away from everything. It didn’t help me being there. It just made me more anxiety-ridden. I was put on a drug called Effexor XR to help with my anxiety. I’ve been stuck on that drug ever since. The withdrawl is absolutely insane, look it up if you don’t believe me. I was 16 years old, and not fully developed in my brain chemistry when I was put on that drug. Now my brain can’t exist without it. I don’t think it was drugs I needed, I don’t think it was hospitals, I think it was a new environment. I spent so much time alone, I didn’t have many friends because I felt they were exhausting or I just didn’t relate to them. School was like a standup show, I’d go and perform, and then I’d come home depleted. I just needed to get away. I suffered through the rest of high school, I still cut but I hid it better. I was in all the plays, I loved acting, because it was great to get to be someone other than myself. That’s what made me fall love with it. As soon as I turned 17 and graduated I headed to California to pursue a career in entertainment, the only thing that brought me joy.
As soon as I moved to California, everything got better. I felt free, I felt happiness (a feeling that had become so foreign to me) and I haven’t had a thought of being self-destructive to myself ever since. That was 2005. Unfortunately I still have panic attacks. They suck. I think it’s because I’ve lowered my dose of Effexor to the lowest dose possible, because eventually my goal is to not be on it. So my body is struggling in the meantime. But the crazy thing is, I am so happy. I haven’t been this happy in a really long time. I don’t know if I ever have been this happy. I am loved, I feel safe and I feel secure. So, I’m writing this because I want anyone out there to know, sometimes it’s not you, sometimes it’s your environment, sometimes you need a change, sometimes you need to set yourself free. The great thing about going through struggle, is how strong it makes you, and how glorious it feels to be on the other end of it. And there’s always another end of it. I promise. So here’s to you finding your California.
Love,
Brittany
“It’s weird to me that Veronica Mars fans aren’t going crazy supporting Tessa Thompson now that her star is rising. I know she was only in one season, but she’s a Neptune alum and Marshmallows should be rallying behind her!“
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“I never believed Weevil could’ve loved Lilly. He’s shown to have more emotional intelligence – especially compared to Chardo who falls for similarly spoiled Caitlin. I think if he and Lilly had a tryst he would’ve seen right through her. Without romantic entanglement Weevil still could’ve been pitted against Logan because of their tough-outside-soft-inside personalities, particularly when it comes to Veronica’s wellbeing because Weevil was great at questioning V’s motives/hypocrisy.“
