"Success consists of going from failure to failure without loss of enthusiasm."
-Winston Churchill
I saw this on a poster on my sister's campus last year. It resonated with me for two reasons. One being that I've felt like a failure on more than one occasion and two because I've come to realize that without enthusiasm everything will feel like a fail even when it's a minor success. Most of the time, it's how you look at it, how you perceive it.
Looking at my life growing up, I had quite a few setbacks. My dream of becoming a Blue Angel failed. My first crush didn't even like me. My hearing loss made it extremely difficult to learn the "traditional" way. So called friends turned their backs on me again and again. Being a victim to bullying became a way of life. I could go on. All of those things either made me stronger or changed my life for the better. I'm not saying I love the fact that I was bullied or that my first crush didn't see me as a human being. However, I am saying that because I dealt with failure all along the way, I did my best to find a happy place. In my case, it was writing and reading. I never felt failure when doing either one of those activities. Sure there were times I had writer's block or the character in the book didn't see the gun soon enough, but I always had them to turn to when life got bad.
Being enthusiastic is hard, believe me, especially when you really don't feel like it. For instance, I hate being in front of people for any reason. In order for me to put a real smile on my face when playing in front of an audience or giving a speech, I have to really put my focus on what I'm doing, not the audience. In speech class, I loved it when we were given the freedom to give a speech on a topic we choose. I would make it a mission to talk about something I cared about i.e. animal extinction and cooking my favorite meal, Lasagna Rolls. Writing the speech was definitely more fun than giving it but I learned to put enthusiasm into it and by the time I was in the middle of it, I felt more relaxed.
What can you do the next time you encounter failure?
Thursday, March 19, 2015
Friday, February 27, 2015
Friendship Has Value
The more people I let into my life as the years go by, the more I ask myself, "Why some people don't act like friendship, a real, honest friendship, has a price?" You give a little and you take a little. People I meet often don't want to give they just want to get. I don't understand that at all. There are others who, like me, give their all to the wrong people and are left wondering where they went wrong? How can you protect yourself from selfish people? You can't. Sure, there are ways to be cautious like waiting until they prove to you that they are worth your time. Who knows how long that will take, but if you're willing to take every relationship slow, it might be worth your time.
I'm writing this post because too often I get to a point in a friendship and he/she throws me off course by doing something that doesn't go with being a friend. For instance, blowing me off again and again. Or not really paying attention when I need someone to talk to. Or worse yet, yelling at me when I'm already upset. I realize people are human and I'm one of those crazy individuals who love showing love so when someone doesn't show it back, it's a slap in my face. Maybe I shouldn't "wear my heart on my sleeve" so much. Maybe I shouldn't expect someone to match my "mad nice" personality.
You know that phrase, "Your past doesn't define you." Well, in a way it does. What I mean by that is your past molds you and shapes you into who you are today. Now it is true that you shouldn't LET your past define you in such a way that you relive your past mistakes or make new ones based on your past. For instance, I was bullied all my life; 1st grade through senior year. Why? I was quiet. I was black. I was Deaf. I prefered to be left alone. I wasn't a partier. I hated crowds. I loved to read. I loved to write. I was extremely creative. There are probably other reasons that I may not have been aware of.
The difference between those years and now is that the friends I met post high school were real. They stuck with me through my lowest of lows. They know my idiosyncrasies and still love me. They know I am Deaf and they don't see me as different. They love the fact that I'm a passionate writer. This attitude made such a huge difference. I became less shy and more outgoing because I finally accepted myself for who I am. I didn't have to pretend to be someone else like I felt I had to before. Because of what I went through growing up, I'm more careful with who I let into my life. There are times when I fail myself and let my heart fly ahead of my head, but you live and learn. LEARN being the key word. In a way, that experience taught me of the value of friendship. Real friends mean a lot to me and when I find those who accept me "as is," I hold them quite tight. So if they leave or I feel disrespected by them, it's painful and I feel compelled to say something.
I say all this to say, friendship has value. I wish more people could see the importance of this. Every day, I strive to be a better friend because that's what I want above all else. :)
I'm writing this post because too often I get to a point in a friendship and he/she throws me off course by doing something that doesn't go with being a friend. For instance, blowing me off again and again. Or not really paying attention when I need someone to talk to. Or worse yet, yelling at me when I'm already upset. I realize people are human and I'm one of those crazy individuals who love showing love so when someone doesn't show it back, it's a slap in my face. Maybe I shouldn't "wear my heart on my sleeve" so much. Maybe I shouldn't expect someone to match my "mad nice" personality.
You know that phrase, "Your past doesn't define you." Well, in a way it does. What I mean by that is your past molds you and shapes you into who you are today. Now it is true that you shouldn't LET your past define you in such a way that you relive your past mistakes or make new ones based on your past. For instance, I was bullied all my life; 1st grade through senior year. Why? I was quiet. I was black. I was Deaf. I prefered to be left alone. I wasn't a partier. I hated crowds. I loved to read. I loved to write. I was extremely creative. There are probably other reasons that I may not have been aware of.
The difference between those years and now is that the friends I met post high school were real. They stuck with me through my lowest of lows. They know my idiosyncrasies and still love me. They know I am Deaf and they don't see me as different. They love the fact that I'm a passionate writer. This attitude made such a huge difference. I became less shy and more outgoing because I finally accepted myself for who I am. I didn't have to pretend to be someone else like I felt I had to before. Because of what I went through growing up, I'm more careful with who I let into my life. There are times when I fail myself and let my heart fly ahead of my head, but you live and learn. LEARN being the key word. In a way, that experience taught me of the value of friendship. Real friends mean a lot to me and when I find those who accept me "as is," I hold them quite tight. So if they leave or I feel disrespected by them, it's painful and I feel compelled to say something.
I say all this to say, friendship has value. I wish more people could see the importance of this. Every day, I strive to be a better friend because that's what I want above all else. :)
Monday, February 23, 2015
When You Love Your Body, You Have to Make Sacrifices
When Nutella enters the house, all diets go out the window. It's true. Same thing goes for a really good pizza or scrumptious home baked cupcakes. I have such a hard time saying, "NO!" I see those items of goodness and I just can't stop my arm from reaching out and bringing it to my lips to taste. Before I know it, the jar is half empty or I'm on my fifth cupcake of the night. It takes all of me not to want to scream in agony. Why do I do this to myself? I want to take care of this body I was given so why am I treating it so horribly? Why does such awesomeness have to be so unhealthy? Those nasty corporations HAVE to put junk in it!!??!
Granted, indulgences of sweets and such are ok every so often, but not binges. When you love your body, you want to take care of it. Therefore, you must make sacrifices as unhappy they may cause you to be.
Nutella, why have you done this to me?!
Thursday, February 19, 2015
"Not My Problem"
Whenever I hear this phrase, "not my problem" I immediately get upset. Why? This mentality is a problem. This gives the excuse that what someone else is going through shouldn't affect you.
When my uncle died, I needed a friend. Someone I could talk to. Someone that would just sit and be there. What I didn't need was someone to tell me that they couldn't deal with my silence anymore. My pain "wasn't their problem." Every time I hear that phrase, my heart just wants to squeeze itself until it doesn't exist.
I know what it's like to live in pain. I know what it's like to feel like no one cares you're alive. However, being a friend means taking the good with the bad. We all know life isn't a bed of roses. If anyone thinks otherwise, they are living in a dream. Doesn't matter how much faith you have. Doesn't matter how many guns you own. Having a support system means the world to an individual.
The next time someone you know is hurting, whether or not the cause is your fault, don't say that it's not your problem because in a way as a friend, it is. Be there.
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When my uncle died, I needed a friend. Someone I could talk to. Someone that would just sit and be there. What I didn't need was someone to tell me that they couldn't deal with my silence anymore. My pain "wasn't their problem." Every time I hear that phrase, my heart just wants to squeeze itself until it doesn't exist.
I know what it's like to live in pain. I know what it's like to feel like no one cares you're alive. However, being a friend means taking the good with the bad. We all know life isn't a bed of roses. If anyone thinks otherwise, they are living in a dream. Doesn't matter how much faith you have. Doesn't matter how many guns you own. Having a support system means the world to an individual.
The next time someone you know is hurting, whether or not the cause is your fault, don't say that it's not your problem because in a way as a friend, it is. Be there.
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Sunday, February 15, 2015
When Will They Learn
Again, someone has disrespected the Islamic faith and have gotten a firefight in response. Just months prior, a group made fun of the Islamic faith in Paris and got the same result.
Freedom of Speech does not and will not include the freedom to defame, disrespect or otherwise make fun of another person's chosen religion. Doesn't matter who you are, who you think you are or whether or not you seem to think you can get away with it. Freedom, any freedom, comes with responsibilities and consequences. Freedom to marry who we please comes with both of these things as well. If we marry the wrong person, we suffer the consequences. Freedom to start a business; if you invest the right way, you will prosper. The list can go on.
Just because you CAN or ALLOWED to do something doesn't always make it the RIGHT THING to do. Do the world a favor and stop poking fun at others who are different from you. In a nutshell, your actions are called bullying. Angering others is not nice and not just because they (Islamics) will kill you but because it simply isn't a good thing to do.
So the next time, you feel the "need" to draw a caricature or verbally defame someone for their beliefs or any other reason, DON'T.
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