Married White Female, Looking for a Healthy Debate

Our world today allows us to create our own skewed version of reality. Social media, every single day, throwing anything and everything that we already agree with in our faces, and news feeds making us feel superior and right. How can I be wrong? I’ve been blasted by twenty-two articles in a span of ten minutes showing my opinions as fact at this point.

I put myself into check sometimes with reminders that this also applies to me. It’s not easy to keep an open mind and truly listen to ideas that push against what has been smothering you since Facebook and other social media outlets started targeting their audiences with sponsored content. Your entire social media existence is warped, and that’s why we feel so strongly about issues – it’s being fed to us on a silver platter. Sure, it’s warped to your liking – but that’s the problem.

Healthy debate is a treat nowadays. I have a hard time finding a person with opposing viewpoints to have a sensible conversation with; to explain, in a normal tone of voice, why they feel a certain way and then allowing me to do the same. Believe it or not, when I express myself, I enjoy a (respectful) contradictory remark. I cross my fingers and hope that this person hasn’t been bitten by the social media bug. That maybe, just maybe, a respectable, low-key exchange of opinions is possible.

The vast majority of humans who utilize social media would rather pump their fists and bang their chests, knowing that you won’t jump on their bandwagon. The opposing viewpoint does not matter, whoever says theirs the loudest wins – and they still hate each other.

We used to debate, we used to try to be open-minded to differing opinions. Not anymore, because we don’t even care enough to educate ourselves, let alone other people. It’s too easy. Fake news is real news, and real news doesn’t stand a chance. The speed at which information gets relayed to and from is faster than we, as a world, can keep up with… and that will be our demise.

It used to be common conversation to imply that everyone was entitled to their own opinion without pure madness erupting. That was fun. Suddenly, no one is listening. No one is interested as to why their neighbor voted the way they did, why they are choosing to not vaccinate their children, why they are for, or against gun reform. Instead of instantly judging, if we could take the time to just ask, why. 

We would be in such a better place if healthy debates were still a common occurrence. Whether you’re Republican, Democrat, Independent, white, black, Mexican, Catholic, Atheist, young, old – this reality we live in affects us all in a range of different ways, but here we are.

Next time you’re in a position to have a real conversation with someone who doesn’t look at the world the same way you do, take it and embrace it. Listen to what is being said and respect that even if our ideas are polar opposites that we’re still human beings, coexisting.

PR Monday Memes: Real Life

PRMondayMemesEvery day we log into social media and browse our friends, and not actual friends, highlight reels. I’m guilty, so instead, today I’m going to share some real life shit. Because I like to revile in minor failures and less than desirable realities on occasion.

Why!?

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I just don't get it @mystylesays

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Not all clowns are scary…

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Clownssss

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Adulting, it’s hard…

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@funny is a must follow 😂

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I thought this fear was supposed to dissipate with age…

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👀👀👀

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First things first…

Yes, please…

Can we just eat the cake?

Bitch, Love ME!

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Not sure what to say. Thank you @popyourpup #sp

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Take me back…

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#SarcasmOnly

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Procrastinating is my favorite…

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Eh probs gonna pass

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I saved the realist for last…

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Never leaving my bed kk bye @mybestiesays

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JUDGE ME AND MINE & KEEP YOUR WOLVES DRESSED IN SHEEP’S CLOTHING ON A PEDESTAL.

Once upon a time, in a land kinda far away… I was a robot. There were no wires, sensors, control systems or software under my skin, but, I did have a function that habitually moved me. I was equipped to please.

As a robot, you don’t need to worry about your own feelings – because there are none. Perhaps occasionally a twinge of something begins, but it’s quickly dismissed… because there are more important things & people who are counting on your services.

It’s irrational to believe anyone has the type of power I was attempting to achieve in my robotic status. A few years back I ran into some mechanical problems & I started having original thoughts. When a systematic person’s soul sole function is to ensure the happiness of everyone around them, eventually some wires will get crossed.

Sparks flew.

My head spun around a few times.

Violently, I shook.

Without warning, I felt control over myself. Control of happiness, choices, words, time, decisions, effort, feelings, direction, wants, needs, sadness, passion… I felt it all. The discipline I’d crafted for everyone else’s happiness – was turned onto myself. Where has the concern for me been all this time? What have I missed out on?

As the reality exploded in front of me, I ran with it.

I found a passion & started writing. Writing turned into comprehending & more feeling. The feeling transformed into self-love; that type of love does not come from other’s happiness – it comes from your own.

Life isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself. 

-George Bernard Shaw

Change does not translate easily to everyone. A dramatic shift in demeanor must mean something negative, right? Assumptions were made & ideas turned into fabrications.

There’s chatter from across the way:  Sally, Joe & John are worried about you… 

FIX IT – it’s what you do.

Reach out. Talk to them. Tell them where you are. Tell them everything is going to be okay.

The truth is…no one asked; Sally, Joe & John assumed. Slowly, it became a slap in the face. Regardless how slow the motion & connection, it hurt.

It is unacceptable to theorize my life with a negative tone & not question it. It’s distasteful to chatter among yourselves about a toxic situation you believe I’m in & not question it. Because of this, there are people in my life I no longer speak with. Do I miss them? Yep, sure do.

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Judge me and mine & keep your wolves dressed in sheep’s clothing on a pedestal.

Life is not about proper movement.

Being isn’t about knowing what to say all the time.

There should not be a script for every day life.

Originality is inspiring. Your brain can be exercised & you won’t even break a sweat. Don’t be afraid to stick up for yourself. Don’t be hesitant to find happiness in unconventional ways. Find something you’re good at… do it, a lot. Your ideas hold value, even if it’s only to you. Don’t do anything for the masses. 

Just be happy.

Don’t surround yourself with anyone who fights that.