Thought of the Night: Honesty

So I had this theory that maybe honesty, complete, total blunt honesty is really the best policy. Not necessarily saying everything you think of but putting the big stuff and ourselves out in the open.

This kind of sounds like common sense, but surprisingly few people actually do it. I'm not saying most people are intentionally dishonest with bad intentions, but there's just a lot that we don't share with others. We play dating games, like when is it okay to call, how do we interpret what they said (or didn't say)? We constantly wonder what the other person thinks and feels. We want people to like us so we hide parts that we think are "ugly" or that will make someone uncomfortable or scare them away.

But what if we didn't do this? What if we called when we wanted to and said what we were thinking? What if we allowed people to see who we really are and then decide if it was good enough? What would happen if we put ourselves out there and allowed ourselves to be vulnerable and weak?

I think there are roughly three possible outcomes: 1. People hate what they see, it's thrown in your face, and they leave. 2. They are able to better understand you and are able to share with you more and trust you more. 3. Somewhere in the middle of these two.

Honestly, if someone hates what they find out about you, wouldn't it be better they know up front so time isn't wasted?

Well, I'm trying this. Again, I don't say everything that comes to my mind. But if I want to text someone, I text them (I rarely call anyone anyway). I say what I'm actually thinking when I'm either presented with a question or when something is weighing on my mind to tell someone. I let people see a lot of my weaknesses. I allow myself to be vulnerable. And so far, this is working really well. I'm not saying it would for everyone because tact still comes into play, but I'm just not very good with subtlety. I don't want to play games or read signs to know what someone is saying. Because I am open and honest with people, they are able to trust me. I'm able to be a better listener and I'm more available to people who need someone to listen. I also know what they are thinking a lot of the time. I put the strange, awkward questions that are looming anyway out there. And then I know. There's a lot less guessing and miscommunication.

I know it's not really all that reasonable to believe that there would ever be a time when everyone would do this, but I can't help but wonder how much better off we could be if we were all more honest. There would be a lot less drama for sure. But maybe we would understand that we're not alone in how we feel. We'd see that other people struggle, too. We'd know that even that one person who seems like they've got it all together has their own set of issues. Maybe then instead of starting rumors, we'd be asking what's really going on. Maybe we'd be helping each other instead of tearing each other down behind their backs. Again, this is a very lofty and I'm sure naive idea. But I had to share my own experience and thoughts because I am learning just how much better my own life has become when I use this policy. I don't think people are so much intentional liars as they are afraid of what other people think, and in the words of the wonderful Dr. Seuss, "be who you are and say what you think because those who mind don't matter and those who matter won't mind."

Anyway, I hope everyone has a super, fantastic, great day!

Mandiy

TWLOHA

So I've got a whole list of things that I'm going to write about on here eventually, but it's been two months since the last one, and I don't want to use them all up at once. I'm pretty sure that very few people actually read this, but that's fine because maybe some day someone will and then they'll read back through all of this and it'll be great all over again. Anyway, I had to share something that is really close to my heart, which is To Write Love On Her Arms (TWLOHA). I've actually probably posted somewhere about it before because the work they do really means a lot to me. It's even the reason for two of my tattoos.

But what is it? It's a support system for those who struggle with depression, addiction, thoughts of suicide, eating disorders, etc. They promote "love as the movement" reminding us that love is the answer to these problems we face. Like I said, this really means a lot to me. I don't broadcast it, but I've struggled with depression, and it's taken me a long time to even get to the point I'm at now. I think so many of us deal with this and no one ever even sees it. While it's so unbelievably difficult to admit there's a problem, to admit that maybe we aren't strong enough to handle it on our own, TWLOHA offers options. It's hard to tell someone close to you what you're struggling with. They see you differently after that. It makes you vulnerable. But having an anonymous source of encouragement, a place to find professional resources without having to look far can make a big difference.

All of this to say, that I've finally found a way to help this cause personally. I've been wanting to find a way to volunteer with someone. I have a strong need to help people (which will be another topic itself) and I just kept putting it off. I figured I was no good to anyone while I was still all broken and messed up. But while I'm still all broken and messed up, I realize sometimes that's what people need to see. They need to know that they're not alone. So I am now a part of the "Street Team" (found here: http://towriteloveonherarms.fancorps.com/headquarters/). The whole purpose is to spread the word about what TWLOHA wants to do and to offer support to those who are hurting. Again, this is something that means a lot so I want to spread it around to anyone else who may want to help out as well. It doesn't cost anything, it's just about spreading love.

We were put here to love and take care of one another. May we never forget this. "When life leaves us blind, love keeps us kind."

Have a super, fantastic, great day!

Mandiy

Things I'd rather do...

So I've been thinking that what this blog needs is lists! I love lists and I don't know why. To do lists, grocery lists, even outlines. I think crossing things off makes me feel productive. Anyway, being productive is not high on my to do list right now, even if it should be so I will blog instead. Tonight's list: Things I'd rather do than read articles about evolution and religion and write a paper on it.

(In the order in which they come to me)

1. Write on here.

2. Take pictures of Kisa.

3. Watch Army Wives.

4. Watch Mr. Sunshine.

5. Drink an adult beverage.

6. Listen to Owl City.

7. Eat massive amounts of Cadbury Creme eggs.

8. Go driving in this fantastic weather with the windows down.

9. Read my new Sophie Kinsella book.

10. Stare at the walls.

11. Take a nap.

12. Refresh my Facebook page over and over again.

13. Refresh my email over and over again.

14. Look at my perfect grade in this class. Oh wait, no that reminds me how I'm not helping it right now.

15. Watch funny YouTube videos.

16. Watch music videos on YouTube.

17. Shop on Amazon.

18. Rearrange my living room.

19. Rearrange my bedroom.

20. Clean something.

Well I came up with 20 things. I feel a little better now that I've "told someone" how desperately I do not want to do this paper. I guess I will do it now. Or take a nap. Either way, this has helped me decide to listen Owl City on repeat.

Have a super, fantastic, great night!

Mandiy

Self-Esteem (*Feminism Warning*)

This is something I've been struggling with for a while now. The dreaded scale and the mirror. I have "tried" losing weight 34893948203920 times, and I always "fail." I end up craving the "bad" foods and being too "tired" (wow, I'm using a lot of quotes tonight) to exercise. I tell myself every time that it's ok, that I'll do better the next time. The thing is, I haven't had the right motivation. While I know so many people go to the gym because they want to look better, that's just not enough for me. I do know that I need to lose the weight to be healthier. Because I like life and I want to be able to enjoy it longer without health issues that come with being overweight.

The thing is, I've never really thought I was "pretty." I didn't care much up until the last few years when I started believing not that I wasn't especially pretty, but that I was all the negative things people believe about themselves. In the past few months, however, I have been working to improve all aspects of my life. I want to have a positive outlook on life. I want to change so much about my attitude and that includes the way I see myself, whether what I look like changes or not. Society loves to send us messages that say this is the wrong way to go about it. We should change our appearance and *then* we will look better, feel better, and then we can be happy about ourselves. But what about the months we're miserable in between? Are we supposed to feel like crap until then? Again, I believe in being healthy and treating your body right (still working on this), but the pressure is just ridiculous sometimes. And we set ourselves up to fail this way. We will never be perfect according to society because this perfection is ever changing and unattainable in order for the media to continue promoting new products to make you look "better."

Anyway, all of this is to say, I've begun a new approach. I will continue trying to eat better and exercise because it makes me feel better when I do, but I am also learning to love who I am already. Because I spend so much time on Facebook, it should come as no surprise that I like somewhere in the vicinity of 2380192019398 pages. Many of these now, though are ones that promote healthy body image and learning to respect yourself. One that I feel very strongly about is Operation Beautiful (http://operationbeautiful.com/). So many of us struggle to fit into a mold that we were never meant to fit. And while each of us is struggling, instead of encouraging each other to stay who we are, we buy into the bull that society force feeds us. We gossip about each other, and we are only loyal to a select few. But what if this wasn't the case, as OB suggests? What if we were to promote real beauty and what if we cared about each other?

Personally, I think this is in large part a way that men have been able to keep women under control for so long. If we are so busy, even from an early age, working on our image, we don't have time to really change the world. If we weren't focusing on our bodies and were focusing on our surroundings, we could really be making a difference.

Again, not to say that we shouldn't take care of ourselves, too, but spending all of our energy on this is not fair to the rest of the world. We are depriving them of our awesomeness. So what if we encouraged each other and put our God-given talents to good use instead of on the back burners? Just a thought.

Have a super, fantastic, great day! And remember, that you are beautiful!

Mandiy

Another Answer

"How was it so easy for you to just all of a sudden leave?"

It wasn't. It was hard and it was painful. And it wasn't sudden at all. There was simply one last straw that broke, and I couldn't do it anymore. I think I put on a brave face and let everyone believe everything was fine (well, that's what I thought they believed, even though I now know I was wrong).

I say it wasn't sudden, even though even for me it kind of felt like it was. I held on for so long to hope that I only somewhat believed in. But I can look back and see my own words on paper where I knew something was wrong.

1-15-10 (over a year ago)

my life

it's going nowhere and it's going there fast. too fast for me to keep up as it spirals downward, out of control. I watch the pieces breaking off and falling. Soon, there will be nothing left to hold to. I can't recall what it's like to laugh, what it's like to not have anything hurt. was my heart ever whole? Was there ever anything worth living for? Surely there must have been a time in the not so distant past where smiling and being at ease was allowed. But here I am now, worthless, useless, and broken.

I don't write this and put it out there for pity or any reason other than to offer an explanation to the questions that are both spoken and unspoken. And just in case anyone else feels this way, I want them to know they're not alone and we all feel it at some time.

And also, I'm not in this place anymore. There is another side where there is laughter and love and it's just. better.

Have a super, fantastic, great day!

Mandiy

What I Love About Being on My Own

Since I've written about being all lonely and what not, I figured I'd write about some of my new revelations of how nice it can be to live alone.

1. I don't have to cook unless I want to. I can eat Yogurt for dinner for a week straight.

2. If I decide I want to "cook," that can mean spaghetti.

3. My decorating skills make it look like the color Pink just threw up all over my house. I love it and no one can make me change it.

4. I can read. All the time. No interruption.

5. Kisa sleeps with me and cuddles with me when it's just us.

6. I can pick what I watch and what I listen to.

7. If I don't have to leave the house, I can stay in bum clothes all day.

8. No one will know if I don't do the dishes or vacuum for a week.

9. I can have 298,748,392 posters/calendars/action figures of Jacob from Twilight around my house and no one can say anything.

10. I can re-arrange the furniture as much as I want.

11. I feel a great sense of accomplishment when I carry something heavy up the stairs on my own or when I put together a piece of furniture or fix something all by myself.

12. I can spend way too much time on Facebook.

I feel like this is a step in the right direction since I have at least 12 things I love about being here with just Kisa. Moving forward!

Have a super, fantastic, great day!
Mandiy

Words

Well, I think tonight/this morning I finally figured out what it is that I want to study. About time now that I should be graduating soon. I just started a philosophy class, and I love, love, LOVE it already. Unfortunately, there are two problems with me studying just philosophy. 1. My school does not offer a Bachelor's in this. 2. What in the world would I do with a philosophy degree? lol So while reading my text (yes, I am actually reading for this class!), I was reading about philosophers discussing the beginning of language. This took me back to a class I had at Winthrop when we looked at how language formed, the purposes it took on and what it would be like to live in a world without words (I do NOT like that idea at all). And I really started thinking. I love words. I love language. Maybe pictures do speak louder, but I'd rather read the thousand words 9 times out of 10. It allows the mind to create it's own picture beyond what any artist may be able to capture. And I have a secret soft spot for very basic math, which is what syntax and that sort of thing is to me. It's a form of math that still involves my favorite thing: WORDS! So what do you know? The newest available Bachelor's degree from Ashford is, in fact, Applied Linguistics. I mean, what perfect timing! So I sent the email to my advisor asking how to change my major and how far back this will set me. I just, I feel passionate about something to do with school again. I thought I was burnt out on English, but I think I was just looking at the wrong aspects of it. Literature is wonderful, but it's not what I love. I love the words and the grammar and, yes, all the "nerdy" parts. I just think this is maybe what I should've been doing all along. And maybe this is why I didn't finish at Winthrop the first time around. Maybe this is why it's taken me so long to finish, so I finish with the right degree. I'd also love to learn Greek.

And have I mentioned what I want to do with tattoos? I want a collage of words on my back. Yes, words, of course. Again, while I love pictures with the people I love and like to look at some art, words are just more important than images to me. Carefully selecting the right word is just such a thrill sometimes. And to be able to understand language and work with it? Yes, please :) Ok, well now I should go to sleep. I just had to get this revelation out before I explode.

Have a super, fantastic, great, and wonderful day!

Mandiy