It has now been three months since I have been here in Washington, the roller coaster I have been on is incredible. Starting off I was terrified to have left my family, friends and my whole life in California. I couldn't believe I had done it. It was liberating, scary and fun all at once. I moved here and started work a few weeks after settling in. Work has it's challenges but also is very rewarding, the team that I work with are all very supportive and kind. They welcomed me in with hugs. I adopted a guinea pig as soon as I could which was fantastic and she is a little spit fire mixed with sweetness. Alice helps me through those days where all I want is comfortable faces. Learning to have long distance friends and a boyfriend have been a challenge. It is interesting how relationships change when you are the one to move. Most of my childhood friends had left California before I had, so those friendships have already been long distant, but when you leave you realize the other side to that relationship. It is a struggle of wanting to be in the life of you friends as you have been while living close by, and the realization that, that's not going to happen. You will still be in their life, for sure if it is a good friend, but it is different. Coming to accept that is still a process that hurts my heart but also is growing me as a person. I love the weather here, my apartment is almost all furnished and I have made quite a few friends. One friend I met at work, we had been seeing each other in passing but never actually spoken words to each other. Finally we went up to each other and literally asked "want to be friends?" We are now friends! We get together for dinners and talk for hours, it is a great friendship. Both of us are in the same situation where the team we work with is a little older than us so it is nice to have a fellow coworker and friend who is the same age.
On that point I did start a second job. I decided to work at Starbucks for the social aspect. I wanted to get out and meet people my age, while having a second income coming in. I got the job in October and last week I started training. Today was my first day on the floor and it was quite exciting. Another reason I started this job was because I wanted to be on the other side of customer service. I have heard how ugly people are and how crazy it is to have to keep being nice to them. I thought it would be a good character development to understand someone else's shoes. Working with customers is nothing I've ever done before. So far I love it, I haven't dealt with a bad customer but seeing the smile on someone's face when you ask how their day is going really brightens your heart. I hope this feeling I have won't go away after a few months of working in this field. I really want to brighten people's days and make sure they know that I do care about making their day a better one.
I'm sure there will be more adventures to come! I have driven to Idaho having my own mini road trip all by myself and it was an amazing experience. I do enjoy being alone, as much as everyone knows how social I am, but I also get lonely every so often; however, I absolutely love it here. I am having the time of my life starting new things I thought I would never do, and really embracing who I am as a person. I don't know what the far future has in store for me, but I do know that living day by day is really making an impact on who I am. I love living in the moment and have really been happy the majority of the time I have been here. Now if I can go in for allergy testing and stop getting sick every few weeks then my adventures will double in their numbers. I got some recommendations for doctors and allergists so now I just have to make appointments to see why my body hates Washington! Overall I'm having the time of my life and I'm so grateful for the support that I get from my family and friends. The holidays are right around the corner and I am staying in Washington for them, that will be hard. I know that's just my life right now and learning to love everyone from a distance is a great skill to have. I can't believe last May I was wrapping up my education and now here I am using those skills while adulting to the best of my ability. 2016 has really been great to me, even though it has been a tough (but rewarding) year I cannot wait to see how it finishes out!
Sunday, November 13, 2016
Friday, April 15, 2016
4 things I've learned in 4 years of college
Today I made my event on Facebook for my graduation party, we all know it is real when Facebook has it officially as an event. I can't believe that I have gone through 4 years of college. Even though it has felt like a long time it also is a very small part of my life compared to the rest of my life. I am 21, hopefully I will live to be 90 which means only a little less than 1/3 of my life was spent in college. That is really nothing. But in these four years I have learned some valuable lessons.
1. Friends will magically appear, I just stepped out of my comfort zone for 10 seconds
I'm not saying they fall out of the clouds or something but they arrive at your front door sooner or later (sometimes literally, hi roommates). It could be the person who is in your group project who laughed at your joke, or the person who laughs with you at the teachers stupid jokes and you finally asked if he thinks they are funny, or just so pitiful you have to laugh. Even your roommate who invites you to a party that you would never say yes to except in those 10 seconds; or the person you ask if your in the right class on the first day which took you almost 10 minutes to finally ask. It doesn't matter how it begins it all can end the same, you could find a forever friend. Now this friend won't be like a friend who you have grown up with this friend is new and exciting and is really the best thing you need. Someone to complain with cause they know what you are feeling, exactly, someone who is low maintenance cause you're going to see them in class more than once a week so you don't have to worry about planning anything. It is great to have these types of friends and these friends teach you that one small interaction can lead to one great friendship.
2. It's okay to not know who I am and still stand up for what I believe is right
During college I had no idea who I was. I was going through so many different "identities," if you will, trying to figure out what I believed in. Sometimes I contradicted myself but, at that time, I thought that I was correct in believing in what I stood for on certain issues. I would be alone in my room at night and think to myself "who am I?" that question haunted me and sometimes still does. After four years of teachers teaching their opinions and realizing that I didn't agree, I finally figured out what I believed for the big topics, in the grand scheme of things. Hearing someone's opinion and thinking they are wrong, you realize, in that moment, what is right to you. You don't have to sit there and take what they say as fact, it is your chance to figure out what you believe, and sometimes that means your opinion gets changed and that's okay. Life is ever changing and your opinion can change, I think a lot of people forget having an open mind means that your opinion can be changed that isn't giving up on your beliefs it is recognizing you may have it wrong. You may not think you are wrong, I didn't and that's fine, then hold true to those things that you feel strongly about it will shape you as a person. I can proudly say I am so much closer to being the woman I wanna be and hey, I'm proud of me.
3. It's okay to say no, no really, don't go to the party it isn't fun go back to Netflix
I have been to a fraternity party, home group parties, kick backs, all kinds, they are not fun. I am sure some are fun and that's cool, I'm sure people at the same parties as me thought they were just roaring. But I'm that girl in the corner trying to sneak away from the crowd or silently wishing I was home, bra less, in sweatpants. It's cool to test the water, why not? But don't feel obliged to say yes and to keep appearances, it's fun to curl up with a good friend and to binge watch a show. I didn't have the "college experience" and I have no regrets!
4. Grades don't define me and timing is everything
I am stopping my education at my BA. I didn't even think I would make it this far, dropping out was not far from a good idea to me. Then I found out that grades aren't a make or break situation. Yes, you need good grades but you wouldn't be at a four year university if you didn't know that. But my motto was C is for complete and I ended up not even getting a C as a final grade in any of my classes at CSUN. In college there are so many other things to worry about, life is happening. I know that I feel like that is a contradiction to college, but it isn't. I had to complete the work that was ahead of me and complete it in a way that would mean that I was passing the class, but that doesn't mean I skip out on adventures. Go get that late night drink with a friend instead of studying through the night, go for a walk to clear your head with your roommate, listen to music and eat cheese balls together. School isn't everything, the college experience isn't everything, life is everything what feels good to you is what is important. I truly believe high school is where you find yourself, college you discover what you are made of, and then in the real world is where you build your reputation. Each stage you find a bit more of yourself so don't allow college to define you, if you get a C it's okay (depending on your major, sorry med students). It is all about finding timing, you can time in procrastination, that is probably the art of procrastination. Don't miss out on the people who are supporting you through this process, if you don't give them your time you don't get the support you need to keep going, boy do I know. Recharging through those around you is so important. I have one regret through my college years, I never used all my given absences and I wish I had, they are given for a reason use them up. I guess in my timing schedule through college I could fit all the classes in, but that might not be the case for everyone and sometimes those people who missed more than me got better grades. If your brain isn't in the class it is worthless being there anyway. Time it out, and remember the grades aren't your worth.
Cheers, 2016, I've waited for you.
1. Friends will magically appear, I just stepped out of my comfort zone for 10 seconds
I'm not saying they fall out of the clouds or something but they arrive at your front door sooner or later (sometimes literally, hi roommates). It could be the person who is in your group project who laughed at your joke, or the person who laughs with you at the teachers stupid jokes and you finally asked if he thinks they are funny, or just so pitiful you have to laugh. Even your roommate who invites you to a party that you would never say yes to except in those 10 seconds; or the person you ask if your in the right class on the first day which took you almost 10 minutes to finally ask. It doesn't matter how it begins it all can end the same, you could find a forever friend. Now this friend won't be like a friend who you have grown up with this friend is new and exciting and is really the best thing you need. Someone to complain with cause they know what you are feeling, exactly, someone who is low maintenance cause you're going to see them in class more than once a week so you don't have to worry about planning anything. It is great to have these types of friends and these friends teach you that one small interaction can lead to one great friendship.
2. It's okay to not know who I am and still stand up for what I believe is right
During college I had no idea who I was. I was going through so many different "identities," if you will, trying to figure out what I believed in. Sometimes I contradicted myself but, at that time, I thought that I was correct in believing in what I stood for on certain issues. I would be alone in my room at night and think to myself "who am I?" that question haunted me and sometimes still does. After four years of teachers teaching their opinions and realizing that I didn't agree, I finally figured out what I believed for the big topics, in the grand scheme of things. Hearing someone's opinion and thinking they are wrong, you realize, in that moment, what is right to you. You don't have to sit there and take what they say as fact, it is your chance to figure out what you believe, and sometimes that means your opinion gets changed and that's okay. Life is ever changing and your opinion can change, I think a lot of people forget having an open mind means that your opinion can be changed that isn't giving up on your beliefs it is recognizing you may have it wrong. You may not think you are wrong, I didn't and that's fine, then hold true to those things that you feel strongly about it will shape you as a person. I can proudly say I am so much closer to being the woman I wanna be and hey, I'm proud of me.
3. It's okay to say no, no really, don't go to the party it isn't fun go back to Netflix
I have been to a fraternity party, home group parties, kick backs, all kinds, they are not fun. I am sure some are fun and that's cool, I'm sure people at the same parties as me thought they were just roaring. But I'm that girl in the corner trying to sneak away from the crowd or silently wishing I was home, bra less, in sweatpants. It's cool to test the water, why not? But don't feel obliged to say yes and to keep appearances, it's fun to curl up with a good friend and to binge watch a show. I didn't have the "college experience" and I have no regrets!
4. Grades don't define me and timing is everything
I am stopping my education at my BA. I didn't even think I would make it this far, dropping out was not far from a good idea to me. Then I found out that grades aren't a make or break situation. Yes, you need good grades but you wouldn't be at a four year university if you didn't know that. But my motto was C is for complete and I ended up not even getting a C as a final grade in any of my classes at CSUN. In college there are so many other things to worry about, life is happening. I know that I feel like that is a contradiction to college, but it isn't. I had to complete the work that was ahead of me and complete it in a way that would mean that I was passing the class, but that doesn't mean I skip out on adventures. Go get that late night drink with a friend instead of studying through the night, go for a walk to clear your head with your roommate, listen to music and eat cheese balls together. School isn't everything, the college experience isn't everything, life is everything what feels good to you is what is important. I truly believe high school is where you find yourself, college you discover what you are made of, and then in the real world is where you build your reputation. Each stage you find a bit more of yourself so don't allow college to define you, if you get a C it's okay (depending on your major, sorry med students). It is all about finding timing, you can time in procrastination, that is probably the art of procrastination. Don't miss out on the people who are supporting you through this process, if you don't give them your time you don't get the support you need to keep going, boy do I know. Recharging through those around you is so important. I have one regret through my college years, I never used all my given absences and I wish I had, they are given for a reason use them up. I guess in my timing schedule through college I could fit all the classes in, but that might not be the case for everyone and sometimes those people who missed more than me got better grades. If your brain isn't in the class it is worthless being there anyway. Time it out, and remember the grades aren't your worth.
Cheers, 2016, I've waited for you.
Saturday, February 27, 2016
What it is like to have an Emotionless Best Friend
Okay no she's not really emotion less, let's just say her emotional spectrum is 1-100 where mine is 0-1,000. And I will never understand how she survives. But I will understand the support and comfort she gives me through everything.
We met when our mutual friend was getting married, she was the MOH and I was a bridesmaid. We had our friend's shower at my grandparents' place so we stayed up all night, complete strangers, bonding over crafts, last minute adjustments and energy drinks, the next day we hosted the party on 3 hours of sleep, with the help from the rest of the bridal party. I will forever thank our friend for allowing us to meet.
Through this time we started talking and as I try to think how we got close I can't tell you how it happened. Just all of a sudden we are close and we all lived happily ever after. Sometimes I wonder how we actually make this happiness happen, we are as different as apples and oranges. We knew we were different, but as much as we are different we are the same, just the same as an apple and an orange are completely different but still fruit. You could say that about us, opposites, but weirdos just the same.
My emotionless counterpart, is happily married, you know that mushy first year of marriage stage, but also long term relationship stage, since they are high school sweethearts. Let's take her marriage for example, when something cute happens, my first reaction is welling of tears in my eyeballs, but hers is to say how gross it is. But she knows how I will react and still wants my reaction (who wouldn't want their best friend to think they are the cutest couple on this earth). With that we can take all my relationships and see the drama zone in each relationship and when I share something dramatic, her response is level headed, calm and well, emotionless. Her response is based solely on the facts that were presented to her, not on the emotions.
If I could count the times she has called me out for being crazy (or emotion filled) we both would be rich, cause you bet I'd share my money with her. But these interactions are ones we thrive for. I need and desire someone to look at my situation in a way that I cannot, and I know sometimes I may be overboard with my reactions yet, she likes the outward response I give, because i know she feels these emotions she just doesn't express them as I do.
How do we do it? I'm not sure, maybe it's the draw to the opposite, maybe it's the pull of the similarities. I do believe a soul mate can be a friend, someone you absolutely adore, someone you wouldn't want to part from. I don't mean part from each other like a daily distance, but part in the form of parting ways. I wouldn't wanna lose my emotion lacking friend; I believe our souls speak to each other in ways we can't even understand fully.
For all those people who can't control emotions I believe you need a friend who doesn't even have emotions to control. The deep thinkers, the introverts, the jaded, the ones who won't show you them until they are ready, no matter what you say to encourage them to share, they won't. We need these people in our lives, without them we wouldn't have the outlet we need. My boyfriend has to deal with my crazy and if he had to listen to all the craziness my support has to listen to he would go insane, one person can't handle all of the crazy that is in this red headed mess. She knows my inner thoughts, what my heart desires, you could say she sees the intimacy I'm scared to give to other people. Does that mean I don't give it to my boyfriend? No, it just means she opened me up and found me first and things are different romantically and platonically.
I've had many best friends and do have many close friends I'm not one to have many friends but instead a tremendous group of close ones. But never have I shared as much as I have with this particular person. She sees me when I'm a wreck, when I'm a disaster, when I can't see straight, when the anger takes over my mouth, when the anxiety cripples me, she's right there looking at me fully saying I got your back. Even if that means telling me I'm wrong, pointing out the flaws in my judgement, it doesn't matter cause she's on my team, as I am hers.
Sometimes I wonder if she can feel anything, and then she opens up to me. I can't scream and shout cause if I did I'd scare her back into her rabbit hole. But I take that in my heart and treasure the courage she had to tell me something that she had deep, deep, deep down. For once I don't wanna tell anyone else information about how amazing my friend is because they'd probably look at me crazy for being excited that she told me about a personal achievement, cause to them that's friendship it's sharing, but they don't know my friend, I do. I know the progress that was made, I know the leap she took and didn't know where she'd land, and I was there to, figuratively, catch her, cause let's be real, I don't have the best reflexes to catch anyone.
Today, I saw my friend, she was exhausted, and we were getting coffee. We just sat and talked on and off barely making a conversation. These are the days I adore, the days I realize how much I love her friendship. We text 24/7, sometimes even in our sleep, we are always there for each other. But those days when we don't have much to tell each other (since we already did 5 minutes ago through a text), we just sit and bask in what we have. The times we plan to visit each other, the days that we have to cancel cause life got in the way, but then re plan for a future date, these are the times I imagine friendship should be like. Here I am living it. I'm not saying my other friendships haven't given me this joy, but this comfort I have never felt so fast and so overwhelmingly strong.
Here I am writing a blog about how amazing she is. She is probably the most non-gushy person ever, but here I am throwing all emotions into every word I type, bad grammar and all. I am so grateful for my emotionless bestie, she keeps my emotions in check and I make sure she knows that feeling is okay. Feelings don't have to be scary, they don't have to be pushed away, you can't have the good feeling without knowing what a bad feeling is. If you're like me and have too many emotions to contain in your body, keep your eyes open, when you don't expect it you might run into someone who isn't like you, be open, embrace it. Who knows, you might find a forever friend.
We met when our mutual friend was getting married, she was the MOH and I was a bridesmaid. We had our friend's shower at my grandparents' place so we stayed up all night, complete strangers, bonding over crafts, last minute adjustments and energy drinks, the next day we hosted the party on 3 hours of sleep, with the help from the rest of the bridal party. I will forever thank our friend for allowing us to meet.
Through this time we started talking and as I try to think how we got close I can't tell you how it happened. Just all of a sudden we are close and we all lived happily ever after. Sometimes I wonder how we actually make this happiness happen, we are as different as apples and oranges. We knew we were different, but as much as we are different we are the same, just the same as an apple and an orange are completely different but still fruit. You could say that about us, opposites, but weirdos just the same.
My emotionless counterpart, is happily married, you know that mushy first year of marriage stage, but also long term relationship stage, since they are high school sweethearts. Let's take her marriage for example, when something cute happens, my first reaction is welling of tears in my eyeballs, but hers is to say how gross it is. But she knows how I will react and still wants my reaction (who wouldn't want their best friend to think they are the cutest couple on this earth). With that we can take all my relationships and see the drama zone in each relationship and when I share something dramatic, her response is level headed, calm and well, emotionless. Her response is based solely on the facts that were presented to her, not on the emotions.
If I could count the times she has called me out for being crazy (or emotion filled) we both would be rich, cause you bet I'd share my money with her. But these interactions are ones we thrive for. I need and desire someone to look at my situation in a way that I cannot, and I know sometimes I may be overboard with my reactions yet, she likes the outward response I give, because i know she feels these emotions she just doesn't express them as I do.
How do we do it? I'm not sure, maybe it's the draw to the opposite, maybe it's the pull of the similarities. I do believe a soul mate can be a friend, someone you absolutely adore, someone you wouldn't want to part from. I don't mean part from each other like a daily distance, but part in the form of parting ways. I wouldn't wanna lose my emotion lacking friend; I believe our souls speak to each other in ways we can't even understand fully.
For all those people who can't control emotions I believe you need a friend who doesn't even have emotions to control. The deep thinkers, the introverts, the jaded, the ones who won't show you them until they are ready, no matter what you say to encourage them to share, they won't. We need these people in our lives, without them we wouldn't have the outlet we need. My boyfriend has to deal with my crazy and if he had to listen to all the craziness my support has to listen to he would go insane, one person can't handle all of the crazy that is in this red headed mess. She knows my inner thoughts, what my heart desires, you could say she sees the intimacy I'm scared to give to other people. Does that mean I don't give it to my boyfriend? No, it just means she opened me up and found me first and things are different romantically and platonically.
I've had many best friends and do have many close friends I'm not one to have many friends but instead a tremendous group of close ones. But never have I shared as much as I have with this particular person. She sees me when I'm a wreck, when I'm a disaster, when I can't see straight, when the anger takes over my mouth, when the anxiety cripples me, she's right there looking at me fully saying I got your back. Even if that means telling me I'm wrong, pointing out the flaws in my judgement, it doesn't matter cause she's on my team, as I am hers.
Sometimes I wonder if she can feel anything, and then she opens up to me. I can't scream and shout cause if I did I'd scare her back into her rabbit hole. But I take that in my heart and treasure the courage she had to tell me something that she had deep, deep, deep down. For once I don't wanna tell anyone else information about how amazing my friend is because they'd probably look at me crazy for being excited that she told me about a personal achievement, cause to them that's friendship it's sharing, but they don't know my friend, I do. I know the progress that was made, I know the leap she took and didn't know where she'd land, and I was there to, figuratively, catch her, cause let's be real, I don't have the best reflexes to catch anyone.
Today, I saw my friend, she was exhausted, and we were getting coffee. We just sat and talked on and off barely making a conversation. These are the days I adore, the days I realize how much I love her friendship. We text 24/7, sometimes even in our sleep, we are always there for each other. But those days when we don't have much to tell each other (since we already did 5 minutes ago through a text), we just sit and bask in what we have. The times we plan to visit each other, the days that we have to cancel cause life got in the way, but then re plan for a future date, these are the times I imagine friendship should be like. Here I am living it. I'm not saying my other friendships haven't given me this joy, but this comfort I have never felt so fast and so overwhelmingly strong.
Here I am writing a blog about how amazing she is. She is probably the most non-gushy person ever, but here I am throwing all emotions into every word I type, bad grammar and all. I am so grateful for my emotionless bestie, she keeps my emotions in check and I make sure she knows that feeling is okay. Feelings don't have to be scary, they don't have to be pushed away, you can't have the good feeling without knowing what a bad feeling is. If you're like me and have too many emotions to contain in your body, keep your eyes open, when you don't expect it you might run into someone who isn't like you, be open, embrace it. Who knows, you might find a forever friend.
Wednesday, September 2, 2015
To feel something at all
When I arrived back to Northridge I always take time to evaluate who I have become over the time that I have been back home. Well, I have come to the conclusion that I am not who I used to be. Who you pretend to be is who you become. After my first heartbreak I let myself go, by that I mean, in Joan Jett's words I didn't give a damn about my bad reputation. Through my relationship with my ex I had been hard at work working on my lying and exaggeration in my story telling. I was making a great reputation for my inner self and felt really good about who I was. The support from my ex is what kept me going, his honesty. (later to be known as not so honest)
So this summer I dealt with the fact that someone I thought had my back through everything did not. I've never faced heartbreak before but the way I respected myself after it was over was shameful. Or the fact that I didn't respect myself was the shameful part. The thing was is that the tool that hurt me became a tool that I made mean nothing to me. I no longer held it as a higher standard. So in turn my respect was no where to be found. Let alone to let myself feel anything for someone, and when I did, all the pain just came back as I allowed another to hurt my heart once again. That is when I decided to close my heart so no one could break in anymore, not allowing myself to feel hurt, let alone joy, fully.
Here I am in Northridge. While I was here I was in a relationship being single up here is quite weird. But it is who I am. I have realized that there are things that you cannot come back from. Yes it is in the past but that does not mean it dissapears or doesn't haunt you. It follows you. 100 miles away and I am still dealing with lies and the issues I created for myself solely for attention. I thought bad attention was just as good as anything else. I was wrong. All i have recieved is mainly good attention, from that point i hadn't really done anything disgraceful. But now that I have, I don't like it. Do I regret my past? no not all of it, but I do regret the reputation I built. It could have been much more respectable but how can you be respected by others when you don't even feel like you deserve respect?
I have been going on nightly walks with a friend, and in those times I think about who I am to him, he met me as the not so respectable woman. He has never met the sweet loving Hope. He knows the jaded, emotional, witchy woman that I am today. It saddens me. Because that Hope is gone and there is nobody I mean NOBODY who could bring her back except myself if I would choose to do so. Frankly I love this woman who can not feel every single thing, who can hide the pain, who can be alone and feel okay. But that endearingly naive, smart, funny, too trusting and the one to jump in fully with no shame of her feelings young girl is gone. I can't get certain parts of me back. But I can become the person I want to be just as I have become the woman I am today.
It will be a long and hard journey finding the balance of peace and joy again, but I am so ready to climb all up hill if I have to but I will, I want to be Hope filled (oh so punny), and joy to return to my everyday life. I am tired of not being okay with who I am on the inside. I will make this happen I am determined. To being a senior, to being whoever I want to be, to being the respected, to being someone who leaves a mark, to feeling joyfilled emotions again, to feel something at all, cheers.
Sunday, August 2, 2015
Spontaneity
This past week I have had the opportunity to take on an adventure, I can't believe I actually took it. I still surprise myself that I said yes, almost everything I have ever done has been with a friend or family member. But this past week I have done a camp called Live Up, gone to Big Bear and Joshua Tree, visited friends out of town and rollerbladed on the beach. Now that I am back to reality I don't want to be here, the memories will be overflowing to have been one of the greatest summers yet.
Live Up is a camp for adults with Down Syndrome, my cousin tagged me on a post on Facebook because they were missing one more female buddy. I half heartedly did the application in class just to pass some time in math. The next day I got a call to see if I would finish my application and come to Live Up San Diego. Knowing absolutely nothing I said yes knowing I was leaving right after my last final. I finished all my finals and hopped in the car on my way down to Point Loma. Upon arriving I felt barely to any anxiety, which was something odd for me since I have anxiety going to school every morning, maybe it was the lack of sleep from finals who knows. I was greeted with smiling faces and hugs. First night getting to know everyone was fun and exciting but also scary knowing I was the only one who hadn't done something like this before. But the next day prepared me and I was ready for the day to start.
The weekend flew by, theater, dancing, ping pong, bus rides, more dancing, soccer (which was my favorite), padres game, even more dancing, laughter, joy and exhaustion. Every minute I treasured and soaked up. The joy on everyone's faces made me feel so comfortable. Any form of nervousness or anxiety had fled out of my body. I wasn't prepared for so much fun. Everyone was equal, no one was better than others, I wish the world was full of the people that were at the camp, if it was, the world would be a better place.
I always thought that adventures needed to be planned out step by step but for some reason, with great hesitation, I said yes to adventures. I am so glad I did. I'm so glad that I could actually do something and not feel the pain of anxiety or nervous heart thumping. I realized just being me and getting out there is a lot more fun than sitting at home being scared. Does that mean I will take every opportunity I can? Probably not, but it means with hesitation I can say yes and it can be fun. I surprised myself with the spontaneous adventures but oh, what a good surprise it was.
Live Up is a camp for adults with Down Syndrome, my cousin tagged me on a post on Facebook because they were missing one more female buddy. I half heartedly did the application in class just to pass some time in math. The next day I got a call to see if I would finish my application and come to Live Up San Diego. Knowing absolutely nothing I said yes knowing I was leaving right after my last final. I finished all my finals and hopped in the car on my way down to Point Loma. Upon arriving I felt barely to any anxiety, which was something odd for me since I have anxiety going to school every morning, maybe it was the lack of sleep from finals who knows. I was greeted with smiling faces and hugs. First night getting to know everyone was fun and exciting but also scary knowing I was the only one who hadn't done something like this before. But the next day prepared me and I was ready for the day to start.
The weekend flew by, theater, dancing, ping pong, bus rides, more dancing, soccer (which was my favorite), padres game, even more dancing, laughter, joy and exhaustion. Every minute I treasured and soaked up. The joy on everyone's faces made me feel so comfortable. Any form of nervousness or anxiety had fled out of my body. I wasn't prepared for so much fun. Everyone was equal, no one was better than others, I wish the world was full of the people that were at the camp, if it was, the world would be a better place.
I always thought that adventures needed to be planned out step by step but for some reason, with great hesitation, I said yes to adventures. I am so glad I did. I'm so glad that I could actually do something and not feel the pain of anxiety or nervous heart thumping. I realized just being me and getting out there is a lot more fun than sitting at home being scared. Does that mean I will take every opportunity I can? Probably not, but it means with hesitation I can say yes and it can be fun. I surprised myself with the spontaneous adventures but oh, what a good surprise it was.
Wednesday, July 15, 2015
Content and Alone
"Do no harm, but take no BS." I am a sensitive person. I like to be told of how I make people feel good. I love to be in relationships, family, friends, it doesn't matter I love to be involved with people. I am a social butterfly. I love to be needed, but mostly, I want to be wanted. Not to sound selfish at all, but I am an extrovert and I love the attention and giving attention. Except, when I feel that I am being used, that is when I shut down. I no longer feel good with that person anymore. Usually it is because they no longer want me and for that, now they don't appreciate my time but they need me to fill it. I don't take my time easily, my time is precious because I want to spend it doing things I enjoy. If I am only a place holder, I do not want to be there. But how do you know, how do you feel honesty and know it is true?
I never ever want to hurt people, ever. I want to be kind, honest, caring and empathetic that is my goal in life. I don't want any harm to come to someone from my actions, I also do not want to be taken advantage of. But unfortunately I do make mistakes; the thing I'm learning is that mistakes are to grow you and to not be repeated.
I want to share a journey of walking this earth as a person in touch with herself. No longer making friends and trying to fit in but fitting my friends to who I am. To be honest, not only with others, but for once with myself. I no longer will settle. No more self destruction. My journey will be finding myself in the chaos of life. Because living life isn't just settling in every situation it is going above and beyond in any environment, any relationship and that includes yourself. Settling comes from being un-content with yourself. To look down on who you are. No one should ever feel that way about themselves. I'm not exactly sure how to figure this out, but I am so excited for a journey with being content with aloneness, not loneliness, but aloneness. There is a huge difference between those two words. For the rest of this summer I will be discovering aloneness, and for once, I am completely thrilled.
I never ever want to hurt people, ever. I want to be kind, honest, caring and empathetic that is my goal in life. I don't want any harm to come to someone from my actions, I also do not want to be taken advantage of. But unfortunately I do make mistakes; the thing I'm learning is that mistakes are to grow you and to not be repeated.
I want to share a journey of walking this earth as a person in touch with herself. No longer making friends and trying to fit in but fitting my friends to who I am. To be honest, not only with others, but for once with myself. I no longer will settle. No more self destruction. My journey will be finding myself in the chaos of life. Because living life isn't just settling in every situation it is going above and beyond in any environment, any relationship and that includes yourself. Settling comes from being un-content with yourself. To look down on who you are. No one should ever feel that way about themselves. I'm not exactly sure how to figure this out, but I am so excited for a journey with being content with aloneness, not loneliness, but aloneness. There is a huge difference between those two words. For the rest of this summer I will be discovering aloneness, and for once, I am completely thrilled.
Sunday, June 28, 2015
Picking up the Pieces
There are so many things that change when you are in college, or in fact, just in the season of renewal and finding who you truly are. I have been struggling with the idea of Hope. Who she is, how she acts, how she will be respected and how she sees the world. I don't know exactly what I believe, and I'm happy that way. I don't need it to be black and white. I'm so sick of thinking of the lines and boxes that are created for so many of us. Maybe the lines aren't that clear.
I'm content in my brokenness, sometimes that scares me. I'm not exactly perfect. It is so hard for me to attach myself to anyone. My friends and family have been my greatest strength. Coming over when I least expect it, always finding things to do with me, and even walking miles while talking about life. I do know that I am so much stronger than I used to be. I'm not scared of speaking my opinion because it is mine. It no longer is conditioned by someone else it is no longer just based off of one source. Having an open mind is so freeing, but also knowing what you believe is too. So far I have the open mindedness but now I struggle with finding where I stand on the big issues.
I am constantly battling something. I believe that is what makes us human we are made through our fighting. I am so emotional. I never thought that I would be so. I didn't know what depression was like until a few months ago. Feeling myself get into that rut again I realized I don't want to be there anymore. Laying in bed, not wanting to move, wanting someone to hold you, wanting nobody around, depression was confusion to me. The confusion became the only thing in my head. Questions of my self worth were so prevalent it was scary. My self worth was as much as the scum of the earth that no one wants between their toes. I didn't even want to see myself in the mirror. My hair was red, freckles layered every inch of my body, my thighs were just a little too big, don't get me started on my face. I still got the attention of men, of course, I still have everything they want but to me that was the only reason. Then, finally, the self discrimination became hating my personality.
There is nothing worse than hating who you are. I felt as though no one liked the woman I am becoming/have become. There was so much weight of everyone telling me I wasn't the person they loved, ouch. If I wasn't that person, that made me unlovable. I don't need others to give me self worth, but acceptance is nice.
With three classes on my shoulder and what feels like the worst wait for graduation, I take on the world. I take it on alone because no one else can be me, it will be the greatest journey I will face. I don't even know what to say my mind is so jumbled I could be in a dryer just spinning around and around. Maybe I do know who Hope is, she is the one who cheers on her friends, who gives hope when there isn't one. She is the one with the worst attitude, but the sweet spirit. Yeah, I like that description, and not because it is true, but it is because those are my pieces that I have picked up on my own and I stand by them.
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