I'm screaming, "I'M GOING TO FALL!" With a small jerk of a half inch rope and not putting much faith into the carabiner that I'm hooked in, along with the harness that is attached to my body. I feel it. I'm having a heart attack. The surge of endorphins and adrenaline pumping into my veins, my heart feeling like it is literally going to explode and I'm going to die.
Hello, I am Anti Clvtch. It's nice of you guys to drop by. I am an artist and brand owner, my Instagram is @anti.clvtch. If you would like to check out my page and watch my journey feel free to follow and keep tabs on the page. Now this acid box used to just be some complete and utter accident that I made the first day I decided to do a collage art-style, which is basically finding a bunch of pictures and making them come together to form something completely different or completely random. I choose to make it look psychedelic and trippy because I like making art that makes people just say "WTF" out loud.
Whenever I start something like this, my mind reels on what I should even write about, how it should be written... I could go on, talk about how I'm trying to navigate my abysmal brain through the clouds of chaos... again there's many ways I could have started this off. I want to talk about what brewed it, the thunder, the lightning. It's funny to think that the latter actually comes before the former. Then again, in life, we don't always see what's coming. We hear it in our heads: our greatest fears. What we don't realize is, when we let them consume us, that is when they strike. It's troubling for me to even write about this because I haven't fully realized it myself yet. Those clouds become bigger when we're afraid of what we cannot control. The storm in my head, you must be wondering? It's raging more than it ever has. From within, down to my fingers, onto these keys, in front of my eyes... it drains from me all that needs to be, and lets the sun in. As I say this, the sun illuminates the world outside my window. It's a state of mind we all wish we had, but no one is free from the storms that life creates. It's a struggle for me to get these words out, but I already told you that. Maybe I'm too nervous, thinking my voice won't be heard, or at least not in the right way. It might not be satisfying for me, but isn't that the snake-eating-its-tail all writers face? Facing it. That's what I'm doing right now. So enough being scatterbrained... here goes nothing (that has many meanings to me right now, but maybe I'll go into that later).
Although everyone may seem “normal”—no one really is. You see, everyone has a story to tell—even you. Even if you are not entirely sure of what that is—it is whenever you don’t fit in, whenever you disagree with someone, whenever you have dreams, and whenever you have hurt. You have a story to tell, you just don't know how to tell it yet. The closer you get to being able to put your story into words, the less it will be a barrier for you to succeed in life and reach those goals you have been thinking about, or those dreams that you wish you could accomplish.
I have been pampered all my life. I haven’t been exposed to the harsh realities and bitter truths of life. So when I became an adult, I was scrambling and got the shock of my life as my experiences started getting tougher and I didn’t have the strength to face them. I didn’t have control over my reactions. I didn’t know how to make decisions or solve problems. I realized, wow, I am weak.
Okay... so looking in the mirror isn’t my favorite thing to do. It’s something that I find rarely tells me the truth.
Who decided Labor Day weekend is the unofficial end to summer?
Starting September, I'm going to start challenging myself. To improve my health and lifestyle, to be stronger mentally and physically. I don't just want to do it for 30 days, but the rest of my life if it's possible. You should as well challenge yourself to improve your future. Also, you can document your challenges to see what works or what doesn't. It's all about trying to take a small step, or at least move an arm. Everybody is different from everyone around the world. They have different goals that they want to achieve in their life.
Perhaps, it is that time of the year again when we are all set to have new resolutions for the upcoming year. However, as soon as the resolutions are made, they fail at the same rate. Don’t believe? Well, 80 percent of the New Year resolutions fail within the first quarter! You need not join this list, but instead, fight against all odds, and stick to your New Year resolutions that aim to have a healthier and happier new year.
I have dreams all the time when I sleep, but when I am awake, I have dreams too. I dream of having a farm with lots of animals, being a best-selling author, and having my own restaurant that serves good food at affordable prices.
I was a young woman finishing my graduate degrees at the University of Georgia in Athens, Georgia. While I competed in many sports and excelled at swimming, I was innately a great runner. What made me great was that I refused to let anyone pass me. When someone got close to me in a race, something went off in my sense of overdrive and I kicked into high gear. I decided to find a coach, train, and go to the Olympic trials in Atlanta. The training went great and actually helped me better focus my work and studies. I was training for the 100-meter dash, in hopes of making it all the way to the Olympics in Munich.