Was it worth it to continually pour myself out in service of others? I wanted to write a post to summarize the last ten years on my birthday but hesitated because this wasn’t a question I could even answer for myself. To be honest, up until yesterday, I was leaning towards no. No, it’s not worth it. It’s too much.
There are things you need to know about 2019. If you’re anything like me, a reminder of these truths is nice every once in a while.
I’m living in California.
*que internal mix of excitement and fear*
I am an Instagram and Youtube junkie. Ironically, for as little as I post, it’s crazy how much time I spend on both apps. I’m not proud of this fact to be honest (to be honest even while writing this post I’ve picked up my phone 5 times without a definite purpose).
By my sophomore year in high school I knew that I wanted to be the president of our marching band. Something about that position of leadership was appealing to me. As a result, my sophomore leadership novice self began to listen and watch the current leaders hoping to determine what I needed to do in […]
You guys…I am jumping on this #trending train for the Netflix documentary, Fyre. I had no idea that this festival was suck an epic fail but upon watching the documentary, we completely stunned. If you haven’t already seen the Fyre documentaries that everyone is talking about, then listen to our thoughts and watch the Netflix doc. What went wrong? What can we learn? Let’s discuss!
There is a very big part of me that has delayed writing this post for fear of rejection from you. A part of me doesn’t want to be this honest because I know revealing this little corner of my thoughts might make you uncomfortable; it might even cause you to disown or reject me. But as these thoughts trapped in the confines of my mind demand to be released, I’ve decided to breathe and share anyway.
Fair warning, this is about race.
So with blind confidence, I announced to my co-workers that I would soon be bringing in different cakes for them to tase as I honed my skills and accepted my destiny as a cake baker. No one could tell me anything. (You can probably guess how this ends.)
Time and time again we are told to share; share ideas, information, things, And I think in theory, everyone believes it to an extent.
Because if we were honest, we would admit we don’t want someone to do better than us with what we know.
Stunned, and not wanting to alert my classmates of the internal crisis I was now experiencing, I gritted my teeth and pulled out the hair right there. Needless to say, I wasn’t prepared, immediately thought I was the only girl who experienced this, and walked to my dorm mourning my face because, of course, this meant I would need to reconsider my career path as a soon to be bearded lady (which never happened).
2018 has come and gone. Whether you’ve had a great year or the worst, we can all look back and pull out a few things we learned about ourselves, others, and our surroundings. I’ve learned a few thing in this 2018 year. Here are a few (at least that I can remember)
It’s surprising how quickly the year seem to fly by as you get older. It feels like just yesterday I was writing down unrealistic new year’s resolutions and dreaming about where I would be in 12 months. But alas, the holidays have arrived and my goals for the have come and gone as well. Next […]
Today I turned down my first date in some time. Don’t tell my mother.
Overthinking is that moment you stop and replay the last conversation wondering if they might misinterpret what you said. It’s not saying hi to your crush because you are afraid they might see you as desperate. (Well, lets just admit that anything having to do with the person you’re attracted to leads to overthinking.) It’s feeling out of place among people you call your friends when you’re convinced that you have nothing to add to the conversation.
Overthinking can be debilitating.
I sat in the drivers seat of my parents Toyota Sequoia, completely overwhelmed and utterly despondent. My body betrayed me as tears began to spill down my cheeks. My hunched shoulders trembled as I gasped for the next breath, in direct conflict to the strong, resolute image I had predetermined to uphold. “This wouldn’t have […]
I am an outgoing introvert. It sounds like an oxymoron.
Over the course of my life, I’ve found my internal balance between both sides are so close that it becomes tricky when my friends try to understand me or when meeting new friends. Thankfully, I’m not the only one. I’ve met a good number of friends who think similarly. And in an effort to explain the complexities of us outgoing introverts, here are a few things you need to know about your extroverted introvert friends.