I don't know how many times I have complained about this, but I complain about it a lot. Like a lot, a lot. To the point it probably annoys my husband. And every single time I go out in public, it gets worse. Slowly through my life I have started to hate going out in public, mostly because of having to be around the people. It's gotten to the point that I literally want to slap so many strangers that I come into contact with. The amount of respect that is missing from the way people are raised and taught today is honestly so disturbing.
Buckle your seatbelts, folks! I have some bones to pick. Today, I am going to speak about modern women and the new standards that have somehow been set. I am 21 years old. I was born in 1997. I'm not old. But I'm also not super young. A lot of women in my generation have gone on and on about fighting for women to be able to be independent, work, go to college, and depend only on themselves.
A lot of people never tell you that it's okay to take risks. In fact, a lot of people can agree with me that most of their life, they've been told to play it safe. Even the risk takers now-a-days say that they are always on the edge, but in reality, they play it safe, just like the rest of us.
It's that time of the year again. Suicide prevention month. And there are a lot of thoughts I would like to share with anyone willing to stay here and read. Let me start off with why I believe I have the right to talk so openly about my opinion on this topic.
It's been a while, dear readers. And I thank you for your patience. Today I am here to speak about all the time between my last post, and now. Mainly about snakes in my life.
I seriously never saw myself writing about this, even in private, let alone for all of you to read. But what if writing it makes me feel a little better about it? Let's give it a go shall we?