Showing posts from June, 2016

Pain is Inevitable. Suffering is Optional

Many of us crucify ourselves between two thieves - regret for the past and fear of the future.             ― Fulton Oursler It's amazing how time flies. It only seems like yesterday when I was a little girl lying on the grass looking up at the sky with my older sisters without a care in the world. We never left the poolside in the summertime. My mom would come out with a huge tray of iced tea and sandwiches after a long morning of swimming and playing. My dad would normally get home from work at around 3 o'clock in the afternoon. His big black van would swoop around the corner, and park nearby the pool area. He'd make a few snarky comments like, " Youz' have the life, you know dat?" He would chuckle and poke fun at us for a while, and then he'd go straight into the house and nap until around 6ish because of his long day working over at the fish market in NYC, to only have to wake up at 2am to do it all over again. We had so many friends come in and

Homophobic, Heterophobic -- Let's Call the Whole Thing Off!

This week has been really strange. I came across quite a few Christians who showed their distaste for people of the LGBT community this week for whatever reason. They explained that it was "wrong" for two people of the same gender to be together because their bible told them so. They were surprised that I was Christian and yet still married (to which they don't consider it a marriage) to a woman. It's funny because these people were incredibly nice -- they just didn't agree with the lifestyle. Even when they said it was "wrong" -- they have been programmed to believe it was "wrong". And that's OK. But there's a fine line between having strong beliefs and hurting others with faith-based assumptions about a lifestyle that's not factual. And by the way, it doesn't help the situation by stating that you have a gay friend or that your sister or brother is gay. It's the same thing as saying, "My best friend is black,"

Promote What You Love Instead of Bashing What You Hate

The other day, I was asked if I could do a write up about the Orlando shooting. I mean, seriously -- what can I say? What can I possibly add to such a tragic ending of 50 lives? Nobody's going to feel better just by one of my posts. It's not going to make the family members of the deceased feel any better. Everyone on social media are writing about it. A select few said that they had heavy hearts, and rightfully so. But most are seeking out an opportunity to hop onto their huge ego-filled soapbox, all lit up in neon lights and hooked up to the biggest amplifiers on earth. Pro-gun Anti-gun Pro-Trump Anti-Trump Pro-LGBT Antigay Christians The Gay Agenda Pro-Muslim Anti-Muslim Conspiracy theories Stop. You know what it's about? It's about every single one of these beautiful souls that we lost. You can click on the name to see their profiles. Edward Sotomayor Jr., 34  |  Stanley Almodovar III, 23  |  Luis Omar Ocasio-Capo, 20  |  Juan Ramon Guerrero

Dealing With Toxic People

The one thing I've noticed, especially as of late, is that people seem to thrive off of negativity. They can say that their thoughts and actions are justified, but they stir things up, wreak havoc or just throw themselves in a pit of depression. I was one of them. I stayed in my depression for long periods of time. But the one thing I noticed was that my negative energy only fed off of others alike who were also negative. I couldn't get much from the positive people because their frequency was much different. But in the same aspect, because of their higher frequency, they sometimes pulled me out from that dark pit. So in turn, I learned another thing: it's nobody's responsibility to save you. Nobody is obligated to help you in any way. One day, I just decided that I was no longer going to torture myself. I mean, granted -- I still get anxiety from time to time, which leads me in a very exhausted depressive state, but I pull myself out of it quickly now. I try to be ve