We simply cannot. It’s simply impossible. Other people can objectify us, but we cannot do it to ourselves. Let’s look at an example of this.
Spoilers ahead for the Citadel DLC in Mass Effect 3
There are some things I just need to put out into the universe. They will happen because I will make them happen.
2017 is the year of:
- “Fuck your two cents if it ain’t going towards the bill.”
- Selfish is good.
- Financial stability.
- A finalized divorce.
- True independence.
- The beginnings of a TBLG+ center for kids and young adults.
- More writing, more reading, more learning, more growing.
Overall, 2017 will be the year of ME.
If I’m being completely honest with myself, I almost wanted to skip today. It’d just be another thing I’ve given up on. If you can’t tell, I’m on a downward swing as of late. The meds are helping to keep it from getting too bad, but I’m still cycling from up to down. Right now I’m down and questioning every single thing I’ve ever done/am doing. It sucks. Bad. It’ll pass soon though. Maybe. I’m not entirely sure.
I say this to friends and loved ones all the time, but I can’t seem to do it myself. Mentally I’m up and down and physically I’m falling apart at the seams. One good tug and I’ll unravel completely. I just need to bite the bullet and go see someone about everything. I’m just scared to do it because I think I’ll end up in a hospital somewhere, and I can’t afford that right now. Not money wise or mentally or logistically.
I’m going to speak about something that’s happened to me countless times that I cannot stand: People thinking they know your whole life based off of your social media posts.
I’m tired of people thinking that social media is the end all, be all of people’s lives. Twitter, tumblr, Facebook, etc., is only a small fraction of what people do. We are letting you see what we want you to see. You don’t see everything someone does. You don’t hear about everything someone does.