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Tuesday, 21 April 2015

From My Melancholic Diary: Breaking the Depression Cycle

Hi,
I am Meg and I have suffered from depression.
*insert background chorus of people saying Welcome Meg here*
How's that for an intro to a Mental Health Post?
Yes. Depression.
The D word. Not the most commonly talked about 'D' but I digress. Sorry.
I am bold enough to say that this beautiful Dream Chasing journey of mine has some dark grey clouds of depression scattered all over it.
I probably put mentioning this at the bottom of the list of things about Meg that I slide into conversations so for some people in my immediate circle reading this, this one may come as a shocker (depending on which side of Meg you buy as the truth). However, step one to recovery is always confession. That's why all those movies you watch with scenes showing AA meetings always have a part where one of the addicts stands up and says.. 'Hi, I'm X and I am an alcoholic'.
Anyway back to the issue at hand. Depression. It is a disease and it is real. Like every other condition it varies from person to person. For some it is full blown. Remember Robin Williams and how it led to the death of one of the world's best comics? For others it is like an annoying seasonal allergy. Always present, ready to attack at the slightest trigger but never serious enough to require a serious external intervention, only requiring a little correction and time to fix. It is this and everything in between. So maybe I am not wrong to say that everybody at some point has had to deal with it. It could have been because of a devastating break up, a lifestyle change or friends that had you going down the wrong path. At some point, we all have that one moment when it took a little extra effort to get out of bed in the morning and no it was not just because of the all-nighter you pulled.



I could go on and on about my history but  the internet isn't big enough to accommodate that post so let me put it simply. It is not a past I want to go back to.  Simply because giving in to sadness every day means missing out on the best that life has to offer. Every day I spent waking up and counting the hours till I could get back in bed again meant another day not being mesmerized by a beautiful sunrise, not exerting myself enough during the day therefore missing out on the rewards of my labour and finally watching the sun set and realizing it was another day well wasted. And that is where depression becomes a real bitch because that feeling, that sad feeling at the end of the day gives birth to more regret which means another reason for you to curse the start of a new day and the cycle continues all over again.
This cycle can continue endlessly until a point is reached where your mind snaps back to its senses( if you are lucky to reach this point on your own).
But there is hope for me, for you and for everybody who feels like they are almost at the end of their road or are getting there.
Kindly note what I offer does not help to cure it completely. The truth is I am too much of an amateur to guide you on that but I will leave some useful links at the end that can help you get to this point of recovery. Additionally I think some personality types are prone to depression so the dark cloud never really goes away. I am a melancholic. Basically the queen of bottling things inside and not fully opening up to others. In fact it gets so bad sometimes that the people around me only find out about things that were killing me slowly inside months maybe years after it happens.  So this list especially applies to people like me and anyone who is about to reach that point of going down the dark cloud path. Once again I am no professional so if I am wrong, do not take my word as the gospel truth. Instead research and talk to the experts.
So my 8 actions to break the cycle are...
1. Pray.
God first always. My views on religion are liberal but over the years prayer has become an integral part of my routine. Prayer fixes things and when you are down only divine intervention can pull you up. Even if it is just a simple 'Hi God, I am sad help me.' That can change everything if said in true vulnerability and faith.  I pray when I am happy, I pray when I am mad and scared I will do something stupid and most importantly I pray immediately I feel that anxiety creeping in. And FYI anxiety is a major trigger for me. This leads me to number 2...
2. Know your triggers
As mentioned one of my triggers is anxiety which usually is because of change. Change makes me nervous and when I am nervous I can't think. I just want to hide and pray it goes away and leaves me untouched. Why knowledge of your triggers is important is because by knowing what makes you go into sad mode you are able to prepare for it and position yourself mentally to deal with it instead of letting it eat you up. A good example is if break ups are your trigger. By knowing this you will enter a relationship more self aware and if life happens and you break up well, you are likely to find a little energy somewhere to deal with this positively because you know clearly what will happen if you don't. For me and the whole anxiety thing, well, I am learning to embrace positivity and seeing the bright possibilities that come with change instead of the negative. This has given me the confidence to embrace it more instead of you know hiding  away. Which leads me to point 3...
3. Positivity all around.
As cliché as this sounds embrace positive thinking. Not just in theory but in the way you live. A simple way to do this is by always countering a negative thought with a happy positive thought. For example for every time you make a mistake and think, 'I am so stupid I mess everything'. Follow that up by thinking and saying to yourself, 'All experts started somewhere and I am just following the same path.' Now let that simple thought keep running through your mind even if somebody makes you feel otherwise. Somewhere along the way you will start to believe it. Even when you are feeling down just sitting quietly, allow yourself to see beyond where you are by reminding yourself that happiness will come and you, just like everyone, else deserve it.
4. Remember the good times.
Depression is a dark cloud that keeps us from seeing all the color that exists in the world. But you know what happens to a dark cloud when a ray of sunshine penetrates it?It breaks.
So do that. Take a minute to look at old pictures of you smiling or re-read a text or email that had you blushing for hours on end. Do it. Do not think about it just do it. Scroll through your social media pages and look at that selfie where you were looking all sexy. Take a minute to go through that stupid video you and your friends made that time you went on that roadtrip and it was happiness, (a little intoxication) and good memories all around. That person you see looking back at you who seemed so alive and full of joy is still somewhere inside you, you just need to let a little more of the sunshine in. This post was partly inspired by this app I discovered and am loving called Happy Me. It is a diary app that helps you keep track of your happiness level by allowing you to write important things about those days e.g who you spent it with, what you achieved, ate etc. It helps create a log which you can refer to the next time you need to remember the last time you felt on top of the world and what could have caused it. Plus its free and uses up little memory. In my opinion remembering the good times does not get any easier than this.

5. Let the pain out.
I said this post has a bias towards melancholics whose first instinct when they sense pain is to retreat so this one is even more for them.  If talking never seems to fix the pain maybe because you find it hard to express yourself verbally then, create away your pain. This means draw, write, paint; whatever. Hey, even  if playing a sad ballard on the piano will make you feel better play away honey. Just do not to keep the pain inside. Even if what you create is far from the masterpieces you are known for, don't worry, no one has to see or hear it, just let that pain outside in the best melancholic way you know how and get back to creating your usual amazing work. Also if sports is your thing go ahead: play till the last bead of sweat drops and drops the stress with it too. At this point I recommend crying. I know sometimes this is not always easy especially if you are past that point of tears and feel numb but try it. If the tears wont come, peel an onion or watch the Titanic, whatever that can help trigger the tearducts and once the torrent comes.. PLEASE DO NOT STOP IT UNTIL YOU ARE DONE. This helps get rid of those stress hormones and your body will thank you.
6. Talk.
If all else fails talk.  If you are of the more social temperaments, this should be number 2 on your list. But if not, talking is that one thing that you should try as a last resort because it is likely to add more stress especially if the people you talk to are not within your precious circle of trust. One thing for sure is it fixes things but I think melancholics heal from the inside and this concept might be a little hard to understand. At least for me it sometimes is but it is true. Sometimes a problem shared is a problem half solved. So for a melancholic, find that one person whose general aura sits well with you. Ideally someone who you feel you can trust or who has accepts you and all your silence. If they respect your silence, then they will embrace your words so talk it out.
7. Give yourself a time out.
Stop what you are doing and rest. Now. If you feel that little tinge of sadness and self pity crawling in, give yourself a break. Take a walk, grab a HEALTHY snack, lock yourself in a little room alone and allow your mind to go blank for a little bit. If you are in a position to take a power nap, do it. Just do not let this be the starting point for you to wallow in bed all day. Let the break instead allow you to relax, de-stress, de-clutter your mind and heart. If people are the ones making you go down the dark path, break away from them for a little while to recover and get your energy right. Remember the cliché saying.. 'Depressed? Deep rest is best.'
8. Whatever you do DO NOT GIVE IN.
Cry. Scream. Beg. Even bleed. Whatever you do, do not let sadness win. Depression is like a vacuum. At the slightest opportunity it can suck you in so do not give in. Fight.  Fight for your right to smile. Fight for your right to be happy.
Wake up and make a concious decision not to let the negativity control you.
Sometimes all it takes to finally silence those depression demons is that resolve to be happy each and every day.

I hope I have helped in anyway. Like I said, I'm no expert. I'm just a girl with a blog who has had to battle this thing one too many times until I said I'm done with this shit, I need my smiles back.



--- Links that can help...
Africa's Mental Health Superhero... www.sitawa.blogspot.com



all images used are from Pinterest. 

Wednesday, 8 April 2015

I Pray For You

I hate thinking about it,
And I am not even the one that had to live it.
I hate seeing and reading about it
Yet I am not the one that will remain scarred for life by it.
I hate acknowledging that it happened,
Yet I was not even there.

I hate having sketchy nightmares about it
Yet I have not a single clue what it felt like. 
See, to me it is just a scary reality show, 
whose edited highlights I watched from the comfort of my couch.
To you it was what you lived through. Your truth.
I can always change the channel and pretend it never happened.
You do not have that luxury.
Your eyes forever burned with the gory images of death, fear... evil.

I can cover my ears every time they talk about it around me.
Your ears do not have that option.
They keep ringing from the deafening shots, the dying screams, the piercing silence of destruction.

I am selfish.
I am so sorry but I am.
I think that the fleeting fear I feel every time they talk about you and what you went through matters.
I only view this situation in terms of how it affects me.
I only think of my future, my dreams, my life.
But the truth is, what I feel can never compare to what you lived through.

I close my eyes in the comfort of my bed and when I cannot bear the images in my sub-concious, I can always wake up,watch a happy video, pretend it never happened.
This can never be compared to the horrid reality you lived through.

The past cannot be fixed.
No amount of transferring you to better institutions and constant hugs can make you feel better.
They can secure the future,
but the thing about living is how we have this tendency to live in the malignant shadow of pain felt in the past.
The word for this is 'haunted'.

You are scarred.

And for tonight, I will take a minute to remember that.
Tonight I fully acknowledge you.
Whoever you are.
Wherever you are.
Whatever your story is.
Today I dedicate my torrent of tears to you.
Tonight when I kneel, I will forget all my spoilt young female melodrama and just think about you.
I will tell God about you.
When I am begging Jesus to fix it,
I will plead that He fixes it for you.
Tonight, I finally understand how and why you matter.
So tonight, I want my knees to ache
because I knelt and prayed for you.








#147isnotjustanumber

Wednesday, 31 December 2014

Diary of the Melancholic Traveller: Reflections when it's over

Dear Diary,
It has taken me a while to write this partly because of my cold and also I cannot believe it's over.
Honestly Friday was a really sad day and after a heavy breakfast we hit the road. On our last game drive we were lucky enough to catch some elephants up close on our way out. I felt kind of sad taking it all in and knowing it would be a while till I got to see the magnificent scenery again.
Once we were out of the reserve I pretty much fell asleep for the entire drive back home which is quite long.
We started our journey at 8.30 am and arrived in Nairobi at around 2 pm.
All in all I can say it was a fantastic vacay.
Kenya is really beautiful and it is indeed no wonder that The Mara is as big an attraction as it is.
I also applaud the staff at all the hotels we stayed in. They took being very welcoming to a whole new level and I did feel very cared for.
And our tour company(Global Star Tours) did a very great job coming up with our package and our driver, Maina, well he was awesome.
I think what makes a safari in the wild more awesome besides staying at a great location is having a driver who is as patient and as friendly as the one we had. Plus the way he manouevered through those muddy tracks in the Mara was just out of this world. He was truly a great one.
So that's it. My awesome Christmas in the wild. I can't wait to do this again next year.
Love,
The Melancholic Traveller who had a great time.

Friday, 26 December 2014

Diary of the Melancholic Traveller: Mara Day 2

Dear Diary,
Please take me back.
Please. I will do anything.
Our second day in the Mara was pretty good. It started on a rainy note. But not even the skies could stop our plans.
We started by sitting in the lobby watching a few hippos play in the water in the nearby Mara River.
After breakfast (a very meaty buffet with lots of mini steaks, sausages and bacon) we started our mid morning drive. The rain had sort of scared the animals into hiding but we did see a few lions and a lot of wildebeests. Our driver then took us on this mad dash to get a candid of the exact border point where there is even an eroded beacon that marks the boundary between Kenya and Tanzania. Later we went and got an upclose view of the Mara River where a nice Kenya Wildlife Services ranger took us on a nice walk along its banks (at a little fee). We even got a glimpse of one of the most photographed spots on the river which is a major crossing point during the wildebeest migration that has made the Mara so popular.
Of course my threatening cold made my energy levels pretty low so most of the time I just sat in the van all snuggled up in a Maasai 'shuka' taking in the magnificent scenery.
We then headed back to the camp for lunch and I treated myself to a nice nap before our evening game drive.
At around 3 pm we got back into the van for what would be our final official game drive. The rain had stopped and the sun was out so we were expecting to see more animals out. Unfortunately it seemed they were still in their shelters so except for 2 lions which we caught up with as they just finished an entire buffalo and a few herds of zebras we didn't catch much game.
We did however see this huge snake slithering across the grass. Even though we were in the safety of our van it still scared me because it was so huge and black. I think it must have been a black mamba. Scary.
Dinner was served at around 8 and by then I was super sleepy. After I ate I tried to stick around to watch the Maasai dancers but they took too long to come so I just retreated to bed and missed their perfomance.
Well, I guess that's all for now.
I can't bring myself to write about how sad I felt leaving that place so I think I will write about that in my final post in the series tomorrow.
Love,
The melancholic traveller who is sad.

Thursday, 25 December 2014

Diary of the Melancholic Traveller: Mara day 1

Dear Diary,
I am feeling very irritable maybe because of the long drive from Lake Nakuru. We left the hotel at 7 and arrived at Ashnil Mara Camp at around 3.30 p.m. One word - exhaustion.
The drive was ridiculously long. There I was thinking Lake Nakuru Sopa Lodge was hidden. Clearly I had no idea. For almost 4 hours we drove on rough murram roads into a plain that seemed to endlessly expand into the horizon. Kind of beautiful but it also does have a way of wearing you out. That and the fact that my phone was dying did not really help.
The Mara is insanely magical. It is just a plain that rolls on and on.. and its been a bit rainy so it is looking very green nothing like what they show in the movies.
It is one of those places you drive on and on until you sort of start to lose your sense of direction.
Now our tented camp... another story. Honestly we are in the bush. Somebody just found a little space in between riverine bushes along the Mara River and brought some tents and a few gourmet chefs and voila... tourist resort. Unlike Lake Nakuru Sopa which was barely into it's 3rd week of operations, Ashnil Mara has been around for a while so it was a welcome change seeing other tourists.
I did not mind our room except for the teeny weeny spiders hiding in the tented wall. That did not amuse me.
The wifi situation is not the best. It is  only available in the lobby and it costs 10 dollars. I could complain but we are in the middle of the wild so infrastructure is very expensive we should even be glad they offer it at all.
Anyway we arrived a little late but after the usual hot hand towels and juice reception, they were still able to offer us a buffet lunch since they had been expecting us.Their food is good. Simple but good not like the gourmet stuff we ate previously at Lake Nakuru.
Afterwards we went for an evening game drive. Here the animals are a bit more scattered but we did see a lot of lions and gazelles.
Dinner soon followed and like lunch, it was a Christmas buffet. I loved it especially the Angels's food cake I had for dessert which just may be the reason my throat is feeling all congested as I type this. They did this whole birthday jig during dinner where the chefs came out singing and dancing carrying cake for one of the guests. That was entertaining and the host told us tomorrow there will be a group of Maasai Dancers.. yaaay!
So far so good. This place is ridiculously cold and my immune system is under siege so I am feeling a little sick but I won't let that get to me. I shall cover myself in layers of sweaters and smile and drink cold juice and eat dessert but wash it down with warm water and beg this cold to go away.
Love,
The melancholic traveller who is hanging in there.

Wednesday, 24 December 2014

Diary of the Melancholic Traveller: Lake Nakuru Detours

Dear Diary,
I kind of understand what Taylor Swift meant when she sang the words,
"today was a fairytale,".
The past day has been somewhere near a safari fairytale.
Leaving Nairobi was well, leaving Nairobi. There was not much just a cloudy sky and a newly carpeted by pass which was a breeze to drive on. We got to Nakuru by like 11 a.m. And began our off road adventure in Lake Nakuru. Which was quite the adventure btw.
I mean for the first time I hated my couch potato ways because I realized that my aversion for new experiences meant I was missing out a lot. Lake Nakuru is beyond beautiful even with the absence of flamingos.
We began by a little game drive through the park and stopped over at the Off Road View Point which is on a little hill over looking the lake. The water looked all dark but still reflected a bit of the midday sun. Seeing as how we were starved the game drive was cut short and we proceeded to the Lake Nakuru Sopa Lodge.
It is at this point that this fairy tale begins.
I mean it is so beautiful and the reception they gave us had us feeling all royal. There was this warm hostess (I forget her name :-\ ) but she was warm and cheerful and received us very kindly. We were offered hot hand towels and juice before being ushered to our rooms.
What I loved is this whole décor theme they have going on which is inspired by the surrounding woodland. I am not the biggest fan of brown. Honestly I prefer glass and metal to wood and stone anyday but in their case I make an exception. The rooms look like little circular cottages plus our rooms have this spectacular view of the lake seeing as how the lodge is located on a high hill that overlooks the entire park. And the wi-fi is great. Minus the whole no TV anywhere, well I think I could live here forever.  I didn't get to chill by the pool but it looked inviting as well and it also overlooks the lake.
Anyway lunch was quite something. Of course they do proper 4 course meals. We had mushroom on toast for starters and a vegetable soup which was a bit plain but still good and fresh. By the time the main course started I was well on my way to feeling stuffed. For the main course we had juicy lamb and chunky potatoes with beetroot sauce and vegetables. Yummers.
Now dessert deserves its own paragraph. Passion mousse in a crispy white chocolate shell. I was in sugar heaven. Like I have never tasted anything so creamy and fruity and sweet....
*okay I need a moment*
Anyway after that serious meal we went for another successful game drive. Successful because we saw so many animals. Animals are interesting and here are a few random facts I learnt:
-Lions are my animal soulmates. Turns out they sleep 18 hours a day. Just like me on weekends lol. Go team feline!
-Gazelles are a bit like mordern day teenagers. They walk in separate male/female groups and the males identify themselves as bachelors always battling out to win the spot of single sole protector of a group of females
-Rhinos do not like humans very much, as evidenced by a story our guide told us of a rhino that decided to charge at a group of tourists in a van. Like it actually hit their van even as it drove off at like 100kph.
What that drive made me realize about being a tourist is the little joys you enjoy. Like those moments you run into random groups of people in their vans and you wave at them happily. Or those moments a tour van driver stops yours to tell you where the next amazing sighting is and your driver does this mad dash to catch them before they leave. It was this genuine peaceful feeling; even getting lost in the bushes and having the evening drizzle leak through the sunroof.
We got back in time for dinner and ran into the manager in the lobby, a friendly gentleman called Fred. I think this guy has the best job in the world because Lake Nakuru Sopa is so beautiful I could live there forever. I would totally not mind working hard and being posted to be a finance manager in a tourist resort somewhere in the middle of nowhere.
Dinner was great. The starter was this chef's salad that had been presented so fancily I just wanted to stare at it. The butternut soup was a major improvement on the one we had for lunch. Our main dish was  sweet and sour chicken served with rice . And dessert..  next paragraph please.
Cashewnut cheesecake.
I am not the biggest cheesecake fan but this one deserved applause. End of story.
That chef of theirs deserves a raise. Our tastebuds have never been so entertained.
Anyway we were all so tired and just went straight to bed I didn't even want to spend hours on YouTube as I had planned.
Oh and a major plus, they provide hot water bottles in the beds. And that is how to make a tired tourist sleep like a baby and make a resolve to come back again:-)
Well, that was our day. Tiring but nonetheless amazing.
Right now we are on our way to the Mara to continue our vacay. Yaay!
More later.
Love,
The melancholic traveller who doesn't feel very melancholic anymore.❤
Feeling all top-model in front of the tourvan
A collage of some of the meals I ferociously devoured
That awesome moment when everyone decides to go on a game drive :)
Presenting the BEASTS!
The beautiful entrance
Views from the dining area

Monday, 22 December 2014

Diary of the Melancholic Traveller: The Prelude

"Once upon a time there was a girl with a 16GB smart phone with the Blogger App and a fabulous camera who still believes her little blog will change the world. She isn't sure how but she just knows it...."
Merry Christmas!!
'tis the season gain weight and have a forgivable reason.'
Yes? No?
I have no idea why I just wrote that. Forgive me.
*steps back into normal self*
Anyway the past few months I know I wasn't as active on this blog as I would have loved and I kind of feel bad about that so I decided to do a Christmas post with a difference. Well sort of.
This season I am going to the Maasai Mara for the first time ever!!
My family and I had been thinking of doing a Mara road trip for the longest time ever and when this plan was confirmed I decided to make it a bit of a creative vacay by documenting our travel on this here blog. Of course this was inspired partly by a few of my favourite bloggers who have done similar 'Tembea Kenya' themed posts including the lovely Sharon Mundia .
So basically I will do a diary series of about 4 posts themed around this. Depending on the wi-fi situation, I hope to post either daily as it happens or when I get back.
I do hope you will enjoy reading and it will inspire you to go enjoy God's creation and tell the world about it in your chosen way.
So here is the introduction post in the title series...
MAASAI MARA HOLIDAY STARTER PACK
Less than 24 hours to this major trip and I am beyond excited I do not think if I will even be able to sleep tonight.
Packing for any trip can be a bit of task because of the dilemma that is packing clothes that make you feel good without overloading your suitcase or in my case backpack.
I'm yet to check the weather situation in the Rift Valley on AccuWeather™ but I am relying on a little common sense to do my packing.
Which is why my 4 day Mara Road trip starter pack is as follows:

(pardon the numbering I made a mistake numbering the pictures and had to re-adjust the text accordingly)
1. 2 pairs of pants. Khakis and black pencil jeans are a universally known wardrobe staple. And even on holiday they are essential. They match everything and are comfy enough to be worn as you lounge in the hotel, take game drives and even for a nice dinner by the camp fire. To make them super versatile I added into the mix a variety of tops including t-shirts and heavy sweater tops(for evening). I also packed 2 skirts for travel day and as a dinner outfit alternative just incase they have a 'no jeans to dinner' policy where we are going.
2. For footwear I kept it simple as well.
Rubber shoes are a staple for any safari. The 'bata ngomaz' pictured are my go to footwear for any casual engagement. They have seen me go on  hikes at Oloolua Nature Trail in Karen and random days thrift shopping at Toi so there is no way they would be left behind. I also thought a nice pair of Maasai Sandals are good for just lounging in the hotel. The boots were specifically to make me feel all tourist during the planned game drives. With a nice pair of khakis, they definitely complete the whole tourist look.
4. A safari isn't the most glamorous of enagements so no need to pack my entire make-up drawer. Just Nivea creme and lotion for face and body. A little body spray that smells fresh but isn't too strong and vaseline(not pictured). Also a little mascara, eye liner and my favourite lip stain because simple doesn't have to be too plain.
5. A list of other random essentials that include:
-Jewellery: I chose to carry a bunch of bracelets. And hairbands.
-earphones and charger (major essential)
-wet wipes and hand sanitizer
-notebook and pens(for documenting everything)
-a simple black leather sling bag for carrying my daily essentials.
6.And all the above fit into my lovely red tote, black sling bag and back pack.
:)). Talk about travelling light.
Notably absent is a swimsuit because I just had my hair retouched and best believe chlorine and relaxed hair do not mix at all. That is a lesson learnt because next time I will plan my retouch for after the vacay.
Also I didn't have sunglasses because I tend to be careless with mine, losing them all the time and I had not had time to go pick out a new pair but what I will be carrying is a nice big hat or beret though they aren't pictured.
So now I am packed and ready.
I just pray this trip turns out well and  you enjoy the read.
Happy holidays once again..  more later so bookmark me now.... pleeeease :)
Thank you for reading and feel free to like(on any social media pages you stumbled across this on) comment and share.
Also any travel essentials that you think I forgot tell me...
Otherwise later sweethearts❤❤.

Friday, 27 June 2014

Being in Your Twenties

This has to be the post which I wrote the fastest, thank God for the command copy+paste.
Anyway as I have too often mentioned, I am 20 and accepting that fact has been the hardest thing of my life because of the sudden reality that I am becoming a woman and the proverbial 'rest of my life' is now here and it's time to make real choices.
I admit it hasn't been easy and my mind is like this warzone with so much going on.
I thought I was alone until I came across this post on This is Ess which I could totally relate to because it described a lot of how I am feeling.  So with the necessary permissions I decided to reblog it because I feel it could touch the hearts of a few more people and perhaps encourage them.

Oh and it was originally created by Sheila Shiru.

BEING IN YOUR TWENTIES....

Being in your twenties...
It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start
realizing that there are many things about yourself that
you didn't know and may not like.You start feeling
insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two,
but then get scared because you barely know where you
are now.
You start realizing that people are selfish and that,
maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close
to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met,
and the people you have lost touch with are some of the
most important ones. What you don't recognize is that
they are realizing that too, and aren't really cold, catty,
mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.
You look at your job... and it is not even close to what
you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are
looking for a job and realizing that you are going to have
to start at the bottom and that scares you. Your opinions
have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and
find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly
you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life
and are constantly adding things to your list of what is
acceptable and what isn't. One minute, you are insecure
and then the next, secure.
You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You
feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is
the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear
life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and
further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where
you are or move forward.
You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you
loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed and
wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough that
you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love
someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out
why you're doing this because you know that you aren't a
bad person. You want to settle down for good because
now all of a sudden that becomes top priority. Getting
wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic.You
begin to think a companion for life is better than a
hundred in the shack and for once you would not mind
standing tall for that special someone which otherwise
you had never thought of until now.
You go through the same emotions and questions over
and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics
because you cannot seem to make a decision. You worry
about loans, money, the future and making a life for
yourself... and while winning the race would be great,
right now you'd just like to be a contender!
What you may not realize is that every one reading this
relates to it.We are in our best of times and our worst of
times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing
out. 
We call it the "Quarter-life Crisis".
- See more at: http://www.thisisess.com/2013/08/being-in-your-twenties.html#sthash.dIcUiKfG.dpuf


Being in your twenties

It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start
realizing that there are many things about yourself that
you didn't know and may not like.You start feeling
insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two,
but then get scared because you barely know where you
are now.
You start realizing that people are selfish and that,
maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close
to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met,
and the people you have lost touch with are some of the
most important ones. What you don't recognize is that
they are realizing that too, and aren't really cold, catty,
mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.
You look at your job... and it is not even close to what
you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are
looking for a job and realizing that you are going to have
to start at the bottom and that scares you. Your opinions
have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and
find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly
you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life
and are constantly adding things to your list of what is
acceptable and what isn't. One minute, you are insecure
and then the next, secure.
You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You
feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is
the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear
life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and
further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where
you are or move forward.
You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you
loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed and
wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough that
you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love
someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out
why you're doing this because you know that you aren't a
bad person. You want to settle down for good because
now all of a sudden that becomes top priority. Getting
wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic.You
begin to think a companion for life is better than a
hundred in the shack and for once you would not mind
standing tall for that special someone which otherwise
you had never thought of until now.
You go through the same emotions and questions over
and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics
because you cannot seem to make a decision. You worry
about loans, money, the future and making a life for
yourself... and while winning the race would be great,
right now you'd just like to be a contender!
What you may not realize is that every one reading this
relates to it.We are in our best of times and our worst of
times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing
out. 
We call it the "Quarter-life Crisis".

...One minute, you are insecure
and then the next, secure...



Happy weekend everyone.
xoxo

Being in your twenties...
It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start
realizing that there are many things about yourself that
you didn't know and may not like.You start feeling
insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two,
but then get scared because you barely know where you
are now.
You start realizing that people are selfish and that,
maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close
to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met,
and the people you have lost touch with are some of the
most important ones. What you don't recognize is that
they are realizing that too, and aren't really cold, catty,
mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.
You look at your job... and it is not even close to what
you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are
looking for a job and realizing that you are going to have
to start at the bottom and that scares you. Your opinions
have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and
find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly
you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life
and are constantly adding things to your list of what is
acceptable and what isn't. One minute, you are insecure
and then the next, secure.
You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You
feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is
the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear
life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and
further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where
you are or move forward.
You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you
loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed and
wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough that
you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love
someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out
why you're doing this because you know that you aren't a
bad person. You want to settle down for good because
now all of a sudden that becomes top priority. Getting
wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic.You
begin to think a companion for life is better than a
hundred in the shack and for once you would not mind
standing tall for that special someone which otherwise
you had never thought of until now.
You go through the same emotions and questions over
and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics
because you cannot seem to make a decision. You worry
about loans, money, the future and making a life for
yourself... and while winning the race would be great,
right now you'd just like to be a contender!
What you may not realize is that every one reading this
relates to it.We are in our best of times and our worst of
times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing
out. 
We call it the "Quarter-life Crisis".
- See more at: http://www.thisisess.com/2013/08/being-in-your-twenties.html#sthash.dIcUiKfG.dpuf
Being in your twenties...
It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start
realizing that there are many things about yourself that
you didn't know and may not like.You start feeling
insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two,
but then get scared because you barely know where you
are now.
You start realizing that people are selfish and that,
maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close
to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met,
and the people you have lost touch with are some of the
most important ones. What you don't recognize is that
they are realizing that too, and aren't really cold, catty,
mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.
You look at your job... and it is not even close to what
you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are
looking for a job and realizing that you are going to have
to start at the bottom and that scares you. Your opinions
have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and
find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly
you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life
and are constantly adding things to your list of what is
acceptable and what isn't. One minute, you are insecure
and then the next, secure.
You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You
feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is
the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear
life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and
further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where
you are or move forward.
You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you
loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed and
wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough that
you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love
someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out
why you're doing this because you know that you aren't a
bad person. You want to settle down for good because
now all of a sudden that becomes top priority. Getting
wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic.You
begin to think a companion for life is better than a
hundred in the shack and for once you would not mind
standing tall for that special someone which otherwise
you had never thought of until now.
You go through the same emotions and questions over
and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics
because you cannot seem to make a decision. You worry
about loans, money, the future and making a life for
yourself... and while winning the race would be great,
right now you'd just like to be a contender!
What you may not realize is that every one reading this
relates to it.We are in our best of times and our worst of
times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing
out. 
We call it the "Quarter-life Crisis".
- See more at: http://www.thisisess.com/2013/08/being-in-your-twenties.html#sthash.dIcUiKfG.dpuf
Being in your twenties...
It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start
realizing that there are many things about yourself that
you didn't know and may not like.You start feeling
insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two,
but then get scared because you barely know where you
are now.
You start realizing that people are selfish and that,
maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close
to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met,
and the people you have lost touch with are some of the
most important ones. What you don't recognize is that
they are realizing that too, and aren't really cold, catty,
mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.
You look at your job... and it is not even close to what
you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are
looking for a job and realizing that you are going to have
to start at the bottom and that scares you. Your opinions
have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and
find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly
you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life
and are constantly adding things to your list of what is
acceptable and what isn't. One minute, you are insecure
and then the next, secure.
You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You
feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is
the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear
life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and
further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where
you are or move forward.
You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you
loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed and
wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough that
you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love
someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out
why you're doing this because you know that you aren't a
bad person. You want to settle down for good because
now all of a sudden that becomes top priority. Getting
wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic.You
begin to think a companion for life is better than a
hundred in the shack and for once you would not mind
standing tall for that special someone which otherwise
you had never thought of until now.
You go through the same emotions and questions over
and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics
because you cannot seem to make a decision. You worry
about loans, money, the future and making a life for
yourself... and while winning the race would be great,
right now you'd just like to be a contender!
What you may not realize is that every one reading this
relates to it.We are in our best of times and our worst of
times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing
out. 
We call it the "Quarter-life Crisis".
- See more at: http://www.thisisess.com/2013/08/being-in-your-twenties.html#sthash.dIcUiKfG.dpuf