Image and social acceptance…

I don’t really like bananas much but it’s good for you. I’m currently trying to swollen the remainder of it down my throat…blah. Thank god for chasers, coffee that is 🙂

Anyways, I’m having a moment. I’m scrolling through my social media feeds. I have my world news feed, Human Rights feed, animal feed and friends feed. It’s pretty convenient to be able to spend only 30 minutes online and know everything that is happening regarding…well EVERYTHING and everyone.

Sometimes I say aw, sometimes I say WTF is wrong with people. I have to take breaks from the news, a lot of bad things happen. It’s the same old thing and it’s tiring to get all emotional about it. I hear bomb threat here. I see workers abusing animals. Not always the best way to start your day. Sometimes I see a post from a friends feed and I’m like…what are you thinking? Why would you post something like that?

I’m different. I know that. I hold myself to a standard like no other. You know what my problem is? I hold others to the same standard. Which is dumb because I get all worked up over something I have no control over. I should just do me and let them do them right? I know -_-

Very important quote that I have to remind myself all too often.

“Noticing a single shortcoming in ourselves is far more useful than seeing a thousand in someone else. When it is our own: we can correct it.” Dalai Lama

Here’s an example:

I believe a woman should be able to express herself however she wants. The way she dresses is her prerogative. Is she a hoe because she shows too much skin? Does it mean she uses her looks for attention? It could be a yes but it could also be a no. It doesn’t give anyone the right to judge or make assumptions. The problem is, people will judge. People will make assumptions. They say we shouldn’t care what people think. To some extent I think we should. There’s appropriate and there’s inappropriate. I think it’s basic common sense to know the difference. Then again we were all raised differently. I come from a home where being well-mannered and respectful is huge. My mom was big on having class, dignity and carrying yourself like a lady. I think that’s very important. I raise my son the same way. To be a gentlemen. That there is a fine line with expressing yourself and having self dignity. Like just because he’s a boy doesn’t make it’s OK to have sex with everyone. It doesn’t make you a man.

What the hell happened? Parents are bullies. Parents are “ratchet” (cool word? lol) as hell. Their kids have no respect for authority. Young girls post pictures with their boobs hanging out. Boys have pants so low I can see their entire ass. Lets not blame society because my son doesn’t do that shit. At least not in front of me. There is only so much I can control. I’m a parent and it’s my duty to set a good example. I can only hope my son takes from me.

Tell me, what happened to values? Morales? Am I crazy? Not cool and hip to the new ways of this generation? Maybe I’m not. Too uptight? Call me old school. I rather be looked at as a snob that thinks I’m too good than resort to the level of the Kim Karashian groupies. Using sex and a fat ass to make something of yourself? No thank you. How about Beyonce’s hard-working fat ass? I like that much better.

I’m sorry. I guess this is a bone I had to pick. I don’t understand why there are so many selfies. So many trying to be cool and fake to fit in. I know it’s hard for kids, adolescence can be quite a b*tch. That’s where parents come in. We’re suppose to help and guide them to a place of strength and self-confidence. What really bothers me is some of the adults I see. So many of them act my son’s age! With age comes wisdom??? That apparently doesn’t apply to everyone.

So many party pictures and not more books being read. Why so open about sex and not ambition? Why not show your accomplishments instead of your boobs? Why so concerned with being socially accepted and not focused on bettering yourself? I get it, there’s a lot going against us to be our best self. But I know it’s possible. I guess what it really comes down to is standards. Your standards are the driving force on how you approach everything in your life. From how you carry yourself, how you raise your children, how you speak, what you wear, what you do, how you allow people to treat you, speak to you. Everything.

For these reasons, I don’t fit in a lot of the time. A lot of people don’t like me and I don’t like a lot of people. It is what it is. What’s that famous Instagram photo…I guess it’s more of if we click, great. If not, it’s OK too.

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I’ll always be respectful though. Everyone should be treated with respect and dignity. I don’t think I’m better, to each their own. I am just the way that I am and I don’t expect people to get me. Most don’t anyway.

I’m by far perfect. I have my issues. I go out from time to time and drink too much. But I stay responsible. It’s more about just being free for one night. To dance and drink and laugh with my friends. I like to have a good time for sure. I like traveling, doing things. There’s so much to see and do. Not gonna waste my free time sitting at home. I’m very busy, when it’s down time…I’m out!

I’m also too hard on people. You can’t be weak hearted and be my friend. I’d hurt your feelings too much.  I’m a bit OCD. I’m very moody, my son and friends will tell you how bad it can get…sorry, to my son the most 🙂 I like to be alone every few months it seems. I completely tune everyone out. Some people find that weird. I don’t.

I’m getting side tracked. This post stems from my expectations on how I think people should be. But who am I? I’m just talking. No offense. But I really do wish people would have higher standards. Like…when I die I want people to know I was here. I want people to remember me as someone who made a positive difference. I want to leave knowing that my son will be a positive force in this world as well. And I want him to raise his kids the same way.

I refuse to follow the masses. Image and social acceptance isn’t all that important unless it means you’re doing great things with it. That’s what it really comes down to right? Facebook, Instagram etc… most people use it for attention. To not feel so lonely. I don’t know. It’s great but also not. It’s such a disconnect. So many people use it the wrong way. AND…once you post something online it’s out in the open for everyone to see. It’s no joke. I tell my son all the time to be careful and not to spend his time posting, deleting…posting, deleting..watch what you say. Don’t get caught up in the moment.

OK, enough ranting. Hopefully I got my point across without sounding so full of myself or rude. Food for thought, that’s all.

 

 

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About me…let’s see….I would say I am a TRUE Virgo. If you knew me, then you would so agree. There are quite a few things I care deeply about. Off the top of my head, I would say with much passion, my family, friends, the environment and world peace. Oh and animals. Can't forget them. I think I love animals more than most humans, lol. I believe it’s important to surround yourself with good people. Be picky with who you let in your circle. The environment, the earth does not belong to us. We are merely just visiting for a period of time. So lets no abuse it. World peace, that’s a hard one. It’s not a perfect world, but wouldn't it be wonderful if every child, women and man were safe? We can’t change the world and every single soul living on earth. But one person can make a great difference in the surroundings in which they live. Wouldn't you agree? Let’s not forget what fuels my soul, music. It speaks for me when I can’t. It expresses my feelings when I am unaware of what they are. It has a way of lifting my spirits when I am down. It has this magical power that is able to touch my heart with just lyrics alone. I wouldn't know what I would do without it. Poetry, I love poetry. In all forms...written or spoken.

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