A lot has happened this year, and I like to think it’s because I set an intention for myself. Not a resolution per se, because I never called it that, but I guess those words can be synonymous. My intention this year was to be more decisive. I want to sum up last year with a few words. I learned a lot about myself. And now a lot more words-
I made it a point to do more self reflecting starting last year, finding a therapist and being more intentional about my personal growth. I tried Betterhelp which I cannot say enough terrible things about for the experience I had. With the high-volume monetization of mental health services comes with it an abundance of risk. I found myself paired with someone who simply should not have been my therapist (or maybe not even at all) and had a number of sessions that left me feeling confused, irritated, and hopeless.
My Body, My Choice
I wrote a lot of this post LAST YEAR in September 2021 at the beginning of this steady decline of human rights, but added some additional thoughts based on the recent events to round out the post. I’ll highlight when those kick in.
I don’t even know where to begin with how infuriating this ruling out of Texas is and the subsequent exclamations about the need to “protect innocent lives.”
Abortion is something that is such an uncomfortable subject to breach because there are so many tender feelings wrapped around what it means to get one, think about one, need one, have access to one, the aftermath, the list goes on. It’s an incredibly personal decision that has been politicized and turned into a mechanism for this extremely weird moral olympics where the winner is no one. As someone who can bear children, seeing the way this subject has been discussed and who’s loudest has always made me angry. Why? So glad you asked…
Juneteenth: A Federal Holiday and a Country in Denial
From the Juneteenth Step and Show Drumline Competition this year in Miami, FL. (thanks Mom!)
Today is Juneteenth and just as I predicted this newly added Federal holiday has quickly been met with contempt by a portion of this country that continues to refuse not just history but its residual affects on society. I wrote about my skepticism last year. It’s a holiday evoking denial, confusion, and anger in people who refuse to understand what it all means.
We Are Still Tired.
I wrote this post two years ago. TWO. It still holds true today, because our lives matter and this kind of violence should not only be condemned immediately, but there need to be real, tangible ways to mitigate this kind of thinking. We are tired. We are tired of having to explain, experience, and endure white supremacy with little to nothing be done to rectify the situation. There is a real need for facing what this ugliness is that we’re seeing around the country, WHITE SUPREMACY.
Nevermind. Let's Focus On Something Else...
I wrote a blog post a few days ago about The Slap™️ and found myself revising and republishing, revisiting and rethinking, rewriting and reducing the text to a point where it just felt futile to keep it up. I took it down because I don’t want to be another voice in this exhausting conversation and in all honestly I have no genuine feelings about the aftermath or feel my opinion is relevant/important. It really just felt embarrassing to weigh in that extensively, so I have taken it down and feel like it was a mistake to publish. There are plenty of other think pieces out there that have a better handle on the situation and are much more thoughtful about the subject matter.