Wednesday, October 19, 2011

“Move B**ch! Get Out The Way!”


“Move B**ch! Get Out The Way!” this is what I yell within the vicinity of my car while rushing to get to work on time. Yes, I know I should left earlier, but I just love the comfort of my bed too much. This popular song was made for me. I can’t help but to yell those words when I feel I should be driving at a much faster pace. I am confined to drive at a turtle pace because a very inconsiderate person decided to drive in a fast lane, when they belong in the “slow lane”. Yes, I am being too harsh but this is only because I am an extremely impatient person. How can I obtain patience and avoid risking my life by driving like a mad woman?
See, there are many things that trigger impatience besides slow drivers on a fast lane. There is for example: the long line at the supermarket, the long wait at a stop light, or the wait in the doctor’s office. Wait. That is what all these things have in common. For all and many more activities you come across daily, there is a certain amount of time that you are required to just sit (or stand) and wait. Wait causes impatience.  Sadly and unfortunately for me, there is no way to completely avoiding waiting. So what do we do then?
We instead have to learn to become less impatient. Simple things like breathing in and out a few times or reciting positive things in your mind will cause you to relax and feel less anxious. Personally, I like to think about something else entirely. If I am late to work, obviously it is hard to focus on anything but making it on time, but once I realize that no matter what insane things I choose to do at the moment  I will still not make it to work on time, then I do this. I focus on the trees, on the scenery around me. Yes, I know this sounds a little weird and perhaps may not be making sense to most, but if you just relax and focus on your environment and the great things you have been provided on this earth you will start to feel a sense of gratefulness. Focusing on that will allow you to reflect and it will cause you to put things in perspective. You will then start to feel yourself calm down a bit. Doing these things willl cause those waiting times to become precious moments in our lives. 
While it is okay to let out our frustration, as I do by yelling those popular song lyrics to those very slow drivers, it is also much better to learn to minimize our feelings of impatience. We can all do this…we just have to be patient.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Mom, You Are Driving Me Crazy…Literally

“I hate you!” “I wish you weren’t my mother!” “I hate this house!”  Have you said any or all of these things? Have you pronounce worse words to the one human being that gave birth to you? I have and I can say that most of us have spoken words we wish we could swallow back and never say again. Unfortunately, some of us have to live with a mother, grandmother, and any guardian and/or loved one that has no control over their actions or words and therefore causes us to consistently lose control of our well taught manners.
I’m referring to something that is genetic, incurable and extremely hard to cope and live with. It is a dark cloud, that if allowed can become violent and emotionally bearing on someone. Strong winds and rains that are hard to keep under control and therefore causes turmoil and stress with the individual afflicted and those around them.
“Mom, you are driving me crazy...literally” I have had consistent thoughts telling me that I can become just like her. That with my actions, words, and the stress endured throughout the years I will become self-indulged, hypocritical, inconsiderate and a liar. The genetics of the illness makes me think that I will suffer her same fate.  At those moments, when these dark clouds start to form and invade my thoughts I always try to focus that eventually a stream of sun light will appear and allow me to consider that I am nothing like her and therefore cannot completely change overnight.
We have the power to bring sunshine to our lives and to hold back those nasty words. We have to stop and consider the illness overpowering that individual and rethink what will be said. Some of you may be rolling your eyes, but trust me I know. Yes, I know how hard this is. I live with this every day, I try very hard to hold back and it is not easy. I, honestly don’t think that it will ever be easy but we do have the power to control ourselves and to cope with the pain of living a life full of stress endured by the one person we love the most.
This is the power of faith and positive thinking. They will literally…not drive us crazy. Make that your main thought. I have definitely been trying that myself.

Shoot And Kill

Bang! Bang! You are dead or in this scenario the bad guy is dead. That is the concept of most video games: fight for your right to live. You shoot and kill until victorious.  This creates an obsession. You become obsessed with killing all and successfully completing the game. This obsession is addicting. “Play, Play…I HAVE to play!”
See, my boyfriend is one of these addicts. He plays and plays…and? Yes, you guess it…he plays some more. This addiction is not harmful. The addiction can become detrimental if he were to wake up, dial his job and inform his job that he is resigning, just so that he can have more time to play. That would financially harm him, but besides that there are no dire consequences to this addiction.
In our day to day lives we come across many people that do suffer from addictions that can be more than just financially harmful.  Some have addictions that are emotionally and physically damaging to them and the loved ones around them.
There is no need to name all the addictions, but it is important to acknowledge when you or someone has one. This may take some time, but as hard as it may seem you have to be honest with them and/or yourself.  Kill them with honestly and then take action. Don’t become an enabler; help don’t assist. There are treatment centers and many other ways to help a love one and/or yourself to cope with this addiction.
Give yourself or that loved one a chance to become addicts of living a healthy life. After all, we all are addicted to something; let’s choose to make it a positive addiction.

Ugly Butterflies



Have you ever seen an ugly butterfly? Most likely you have not. They are unique creatures with unique colors and shapes. They are adored for being different.  Why can't we adore ourselves for that same concept?
Uniqueness and being different are one in the same. If you are different, you are considered unique, eccentric. If you are unique, you are different; out of the box. We like to believe that differences are accepted and welcomed, but through our actions and words we portray otherwise.
Let's picture ourselves walking down the street. Do you see the No crossing sign? Well it's there! ..so stop! Please stop! Even in this imaginary world I wouldn't want u getting hurt!  So we stopped and there is someone next to us. This person is young. Let's say a female. This woman is about 25 years old and has a very nice figure. So nice, you start to envy her body...just a tad. We then look at her face.  Oh no! You have a sudden reaction to turn away but you can't, like some you just stare. Half of her face is disfigured. You don't know how exactly. The light turns green and she walks away.
What happened there? She was different, unique in her physical form. At that moment some of us would have felt sorry for her and others would have stared and walked away; scared to come in contact with someone who is unlike them, not "normal".
See, I hate that we do this to others and ourselves. We don't appreciate our different colors and shapes. Unlike the beauty we find in butterflies our differences can at times be considered ugly.
I am guilty of this. I judge myself every day. What can be considered beauty quickly becomes something ugly: hair, nails, weight, etc. I no longer want to do this. I want to see my uniqueness as beauty and so should you, so should all of us.
We are different, unique and beautiful no matter what shape or color we are. So next time you cross the street and see the 25 year old woman don't stare, instead smile or even say hello. Look beyond what is considered ugly and different. And then flutter your wings and fly away, waving your "ugly" for all to see.