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Bleurgh

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I’ve just fallen out with a friend on Facebook. Anybody who follows my blog or knows me personally will know that 2016 has been an epic year of break ups with people on epic scales.

This latest falling out was actually with the brother of a friend who I barely even speak to anymore. So no biggy right?

Wrong.

I’m more pissed off than I’ve just actually admitted to my boyfriend, who was with me at the time I was furiously typing my replies to this moron.

What grinds my gears the most, is that people truly believe that they are the ONLY truth when it comes to opinions; people put their thoughts out there, on the net or face to face, and don’t give a shit if they offend people.

This guy in particular, said that we shouldn’t be offended by racism; that the offense is what makes the problem, NOT the act itself.

And the anger I feel, just reminds me again of the shit I’ve had to listen to all year: you can’t be a teacher because you’re epileptic and a danger to children; your mental health issues are all in your head; you’re a selfish person; you’ll always be alone.

Why do we hate each other so much that we would rather kill each other instead of build each other up? Even in small ways?

George Michael passed away this week and for the first time in probably ten years, the papers were reporting about his kind character, as opposed to his past sins or ridiculing his personal issues.

That guy on Facebook had no business putting such hate out on a public forum; he also had no right to be commenting on issues he knows very little about. You can judge me for that comment alone if you wish; call me a Nazi if you wish to think that I’m a hater of Freedom of Speech. However this is my opinion….

I won’t apologise that this may come across as a Dear Diary venting post either.

Haters are always guna hate right?

 

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My body remains on the sidelines watching, while my mind roams around the room, taking in the world around her. I am a wallflower. There could be two reasons for this: It could be due to me being an introvert or just that I am a Cancerian! I’m Cece Alexandra and I am so honoured that you’ve been led to delve into my thoughts here in this blog! I would describe myself as a Wallflower which is why I use words to express my deepest – and sometimes darkest - thoughts. Words have always been my strongest method of expressing myself. Growing up I always wanted to be a writer, however life and circumstances chipped away at my confidence until there was nothing left. Without words, I could no longer express myself. I am also Epileptic. Since being diagnosed, I have realised that my deepest fear is the day I am finally on my deathbed, haunted by the overwhelming regret that I never achieved my God-given potential. This realisation forced me to take a step of faith and put myself out there. Yes it makes me vulnerable, however within the process I not only want to be an inspiration to myself; I want to be an inspiration to other women – to be whatever you want to be. Embrace the fear and doubt and utilise that as the fuel you need to push through! Life is for living to the fullest. Life is for loving, for living true to yourself and to the people around you. Life however, can also be crippling, dark and overwhelming. But you are not alone. This thought alone is what will help you get up from the ground.

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