I have found myself sitting here, at zero three thirty three hours on this fifth Sunday the twenty ninth of March.. Miley dog is behind me on the couch 🛋 SNORING BACK LIKE SHE HAS DONE HELLA OVER TIME, and I am thinking, MAN why do I keep waking up, at these disrespectful hours.
There is a concept on the YouTube done twice a year known as VEDA. This acronym stands for VLOG, EVERYDAY IN APRIL/AUGUST. It is accompanied by its holiday version also known as VLOGMAS, which this acronym stands for VLOG EVERYDAY UNTIL CHRISTMAS.
I have never been good at expressing myself. I sometimes find it extremely hard just to formulate one sentence describing how I am feeling. Some I am certain would argue my environment is to blame; that my being forced to live in silence, my not being allowed to deal with my emotions, all contributes my lack of communication skills.
At this moment, Right now, as I write this, we live in a completely shaken up world. A world that is overtaken by fear, that is wretched with panic, and that is drowning in a sea of depression. This world as I write is full those who are severely angry, those who have had the complete 💩💩 scared out of them, and those who are constantly speaking, yet saying absolutely nothing..
We live in a day when women are struggling. They are fighting, tooth and nail, to prove something, to this world, and to themselves. We are living in a world, where the woman of old are looked down upon, considered as weak, second rate, hiding in the shadows of men.