My Escape

My Escape

I miss being able to talk to you for hours and hours without end.
I miss being able to call you up whenever knowing that you’d be there without doubt.
I miss being able to go to you whenever I needed a hand to help me up or a shoulder to cry on.
I miss being able to say that my best friend is the BEST.

But, you still are…the best I know.

You put up with me when I was grouchy, when I was moody, when I was stubborn, when I was hotheaded.
You continued to be at my side through my anxiety, through my breakdowns, through my panic attacks, through my meltdowns.
You held my hand and silently let me know things will be alright when I was nervous, when I was scared, when I was anxious.
You dealt with my mood swings, my tendency to hide things, my silence…my life.

You never once told me you were tired of dealing with me and my life.
You never once said you didn’t want to be there for me anymore.
You never once stated that you regret standing by my side through all the ups and downs.
You never once…

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The Golden Rule

The Golden Rule

I’ve never been one to take a stance on a political issue. I’ve never been one to yearn to get involved in the bashing and the insulting and the scams of a presidential election. I’ve never been one to take place or have a real say in anything like that. But, today, that changes.

Donald Trump is the president starting January 2017.

That was the result of this country’s judgement.

We all know what has been happening with Trump. We all know of the things he has said. We all know his attitude towards certain things. We all know of the riots and the attacks from supports and even those who didn’t support him. We know.

Things have been happening on and off throughout this election period. Things have been firing up people. Things have been making other feel very worried, scared and fearful of the future. Things…that can’t be taken back. Things…that might always stay in the back of our minds throughout these next four years.

But, please, hear me out:

There is hope.
Please have faith that this country will be okay.

Also, please don’t let the results of this election change your position on any topic that you once stood firmly for. If you supported the LGBT community, keep doing so. If you supported immigrants, keep doing so. If you supported women’s rights, keep doing so. Please don’t let fear of being attacked, fear of being judged, fear of anything, stop you from using your rights.

And please, do not attack one another. There are things that you cannot control. There are things that need to be accepted. There are things that will go on with or without this country’s blessing.

Let’s hope that they are the right things, too.

That we are not attacking people for their beliefs – they have their right of speech, right of belief. That we are not attacking people for their skin color – they have their right to be here just like you and me. That we are not attacking people for who they are – imagine what it would be like if the tables turned on you, how would that make you feel?

Please, people, try to understand those who are in fear right now. Please try to make this country safe again. Please try to make this country…great again.

Personally, I do not believe in what has been happening in just this past day or two between people and peers. I do not believe in this ridicule. I do not believe in this bullying, this harassing, this…these actions.

I grew up being taught that we are supposed to be united. I grew up believing that the person next door had every right as I did to be there, despite their religion, their gender, their race, etc. I grew up having hope that everyone else was that same. I wanted so badly to think that everyone had a huge heart and they would try to sympathize with other people, their peers, their friends. I wanted so badly to think that everyone would try their best to be as accepting as I was taught to be. I wanted so badly to think that everything will be alright as long as you treat others the way you wanted to be treated.

That was the golden rule, was it not?
Treat people the way you want to be treated.

America, what are you doing right now?
Is this the way you want to be treated? You deserve better.