RIP to the things we loved and lost in 2020. In this era of it's okay to not be okay, I want to take a moment to ackowledge the things that dramatically and drastically changed in our lives as a result of this pandemic. The crazy unique thing about this situation is that no matter what your stance is on the pandemic itself, everyone can agree that we were all changed by it in some capacity. Things about the world after this year will never be the same. Our life stories have reached a pivotal point where every character can now share a trauma bond over the whip lash that was the start of this new decade. But you know what? Great stories come out of tales of resilience and we are all characters in our own life stories. Welcome to this chapter, strap yourself in, because this isn't going to be the kind of story that goes something like..
Just over a week ago I jumped head first into the deep end of a world I really knew nothing about, OnlyFans.com. If you know what this site is then i'm sure there was already a slew of opinions and thoughts that ran through your head the moment you got to the period of my first sentence. If you don't know anything about it, OnlyFans is a subscription based content creation platform that made a huge splash in pop culture because of its ties to nudity and explicit content. Right off the bat, this is one of the most controversial platforms that exist in our world today. So just as any other rebellious millennial, I of course had to press the "red button" and join. Its been one week, and I've learned more and accumulated better stories than the last 10 years of instagram and facebook combined.
When we think about being twenty years old. Some of the first things that come to mind are "great! I survived teen pregnancy" and "x months till I can legally drink!"
Being bold is effing hard, but it doesn't make you any less bold for feeling the weight of just how hard it is. Get this, I woke up one day with a case of the motivation Mondays; you know, ready to conquer life and discard all my bad habits, change my lifestyle choices, rid of any bad coping mechanisms, and really try to embody this dream version of myself. Now, before I go into this any farther, I truly want to know if this has ever happened to you. You just wake up one day feeling like you could sub out for Superman. If you've answered yes, then you know exactly what I mean what I say this is a really awesome experience for like 24 hours then all the sudden the crash hits and shit gets real.
I had my first near death experience at 13 months old. It all started with a bold decision to nose dive off of a counter top that was bar height, I landed straight on my head and yeah, you guessed it, it didn’t end well.