Self-advocate

That’s my word of the century.

Now I’m not saying become a whiney-ass-bitch-boy. This isn’t about peoples delicate sensibility and morality, ugghhhh…… grow a fucking pair. This is about something that is fundamentally important to your (or someone else’s) well-being. Something that may have serious consequences and a seriously adverse effect on someone, at which point please man-up and say or do something.

I have advocated for many people in my life: my children, myself, friends, other children, even strangers when I saw the need. But generally speaking it irritates me to no end when people just don’t stand up for themselves or something they believe in, when they clearly want to and should. When they clearly don’t like what is happening.

Speak up!!!

Do something!!!!

So much in life we let things slide that we know we shouldn’t.

But if we don’t start then we never start. Changing attitudes involves changing behaviors too. They are not two separate transactions really. They are part of the same train. So you just start….start small…..work your way up….or start big and let it rip. But start.

Start somewhere. We all need to SHOW we care more. Care more about the world. Care more about each other. Care more for ourselves. It starts like a tiny grain of sand moving down a snowy hill and gains momentum and weight. Becomes more and more solid. It becomes more visible until it is undeniable and formidable.

We are all truly magestic and formidable beasts. Each and every one of us and while we don’t have to go all Tarzan on the world and roar wildly with complete abandon, who’s to say we can’t.

For example……

Would the classes exist without each other? The poor keep up their part of the bargain to help maintain the system. Could the rich exist without the people “beneath them”? I am picturing a world of billion dollar mansions and the inhabitants all swimming in pools of money and jewels. Each house and all the inhabitants doing the same. But what happens when they want to eat? Who cooks their meals, who picks their food, who pumps their gas, who teaches their children? Who runs their utilities and picks up their trash cans?

This system works because we all play along. I get why there are riots. Because no one at the top wants to move down any rungs. Because the status quo is easier to maintain. Because most people hate change and that’s even if it is for their own benefit.

I laughed when they were trying to repeal “Obamacare” the first time and they did a survey and asked people if they knew what the Affordable Health Care act was and over 65% of people didn’t know it was the exact same thing.

I laugh because things that aren’t important we make important and things that are important we don’t. Instead of taking the time to listen to both sides or all sides of an argument and put ourselves in the other person’s perspective and gather our own views we just keep on keeping on with whatever bullshit we blindly believe to be true.

Things change one heart at a time. One person at a time. One moment at a time. But the change starts within each and every one of us. Doesn’t it? And until we open our hearts, open our minds, open ourselves up to a new world of possibilities we won’t be able to be avid participants in our own lives. Will we?

Author: porngirl3

I have always enjoyed reading and writing. Maybe because I have always been on the quiet and reclusive side; which most people may not guess at first glance or if seeing me in a social setting, especially around people I am comfortable with but it’s also not something I have an issue with. I need solitude to recharge. Writing gives me the peace and time to renew myself...here that is offered to you for your enjoyment and pleasure as well. I hope. Lol

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