Tia D. is a guest writer. She is an intelligent, vibrant, energetic, beautiful, young lady who believed that she wasn’t worth much. She was told at a very early age as a child that she wouldn’t amount to anything and that everything she did was wrong. She’s an adult who still believe that they were right. I hope that she sees now that they were very wrong. I asked her permission to display her thoughts here. Eventually, Tia will use her creativity to start her own blog. She has shown us all how well she can express herself. There’s a lot more personal info about this young woman that I will not share. She has endured quite a few hardships and disappointments. Yet, she never gave up. If you can’t believe in yourself who will? We all have self-fulfilling prophecies either for ourselves or others. We label children in schools all of the time. They are placed in special education classes because they do not “fit” in with the others. They are repeatedly told by adults that they can’t keep up and need to be placed elsewhere with others like them. These children feel ashamed, embarrassed, and humiliated. Eventually they drop out and take the wrong direction in life. Then society wonders was this a socio-economic problem or a cultural problem, another label. You know what I’m talking about. Another easy way out is to give these children medications, get them addicted and then screw up their minds. Labeled or addicted, these young lives are ruined and even worse as adults. I can’t stand labels unless they are positive and meaningful. Teachers during my day didn’t take cop-outs sending you to special classes or requesting that you need sedatives. They simply whipped our little behinds, told our parents that they did, and we got another one from home because we embarrassed our family. Understand this! Our parents had given them permission to cut our butts at the beginning of school year. Those teachers believed in us and we did our best. We had something in those days that many of these teachers do not have; respect for each other, the teacher and student. Most of all, we had parents that loved and sacrificed their lives for their children.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Tia D! Thank you!
**This blog entry, while omitting specific details is my most vulnerable yet. Please read with care.**
Up until recently, I held a strong resentment towards people who I considered to have had “life handed to them.” I was utterly jealous of them and sometimes even angry although they never knew it. Nearly everything in my life that I consider “worthwhile” I’ve had to go through hell to attain. Pretty much from day one (conception) the odds were against me. I always felt like the line between my life and death was very fragile. Personal mistakes were not learning experiences they were something to greatly fear. At a young age I subconsciously developed the motto: If it’s easy I must be doing it wrong. A motto that has no doubt followed me into my young adulthood. My whole life I’ve been told what I couldn’t do and what I would never be able to do…and I believed it. I’ve lived my life until recently believing I’d never amount to anything. I was so focused on my faults I was unable to fathom that I had gifts and talents. Sure many people told me I was gifted/talented but I denied it…and not out of humility. I just knew they were wrong!
The past few weeks I’ve been forcing myself to look back. At first the emotional pain was intensely overwhelming and at times very scary. In doing so, however, there was also great freedom. I realized that until I faced the crap behind me I’d never be able to see the possibilities before me which to my surprise really are endless.
So here I am just a few short weeks till I turn 23 discovering who I am…really. I call it my quarter life crisis. I’m done surviving life. I’m ready to thrive! With God for me who would dare be against me!? Sure, some days are downright brutal and I feel defeated but I am a survivor. No…I’m a fighter dangit! I will not give up!
That said, please join me as I prayerfully consider several specific future directions that in the past I had barely allowed myself think about. My whole life God has made the “impossible” possible. I expect nothing less in the days, weeks, and years to come! Gloria A Dios!!!
*Editors Note: I think Tia has come a long way! She is more confident of herself than ever. There's a great deal of potential in this young lady. I believe that she will find it, too! Let's keep Tia in our prayers and each other. Thanks againm Tia! You Can Do It!
*Editors Note: I think Tia has come a long way! She is more confident of herself than ever. There's a great deal of potential in this young lady. I believe that she will find it, too! Let's keep Tia in our prayers and each other. Thanks againm Tia! You Can Do It!
Can’t Make You Love Me – Various Styles – Same Meanings!
Tank’s song is being rotated on the radio now. No offense his fans but to me, he can’t come close to either of these people on this blog. Don’t get me wrong, Tank can sing but I’m not sure he’s feeling it the way Bonnie, Nancy, and Will are feeling it. There have been singers who tried to duplicate but these three takes us where we all had wanted “that” person to love us but wouldn’t. We can’t claim broken-hearted if they never cared in the first place but we can feel “broken.” For those of us that have that loved returned, cherish it and protect it. Close your eyes, lay back, relax, and meditate. I wish you well.
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