We have been cheated and lied to. Education is for suckers! It’s all lies!
Okay, so maybe not that dramatic but almost partially close. Remember when we were forced to go to school and we were promised that we’d be prepared for the real world. Do you have any idea how pissed I was when I found out that it was all a lie? I should say lie because that would imply deliberate intentional deception. As much as we’d hate to admit it although we don’t learn until we are older, teachers are people too. They also aren’t all evil. However, we were dangerously and largely misguided and misinformed.
School does not prepare you for the real world. Don’t get me wrong, it makes you a semi-functioning and competent human being on a basic level. But it doesn’t prepare you for life and all things adulthood. There’s no class for taxes, or housekeeping, or how to budget 101. We all know that should be a necessary requirement to graduate. It educates on various topics and subjects, yes, but we have no real knowledge.
School prepare you for college (barely) but now how to be an adult. I suppose we are supposed to learn that in college, but what if we don’t go to college?
Let’s break it down even further.
The real world is the Amazon Rainforest. High school is basic training on how to survive. It’s basically a series of possible scenarios that never end up happening and we don’t really have to know. Then, for graduation, you get a very dull knife (Diploma). While great to have, sometimes it’s useful, other times not so much.The only way to upgrade to an advanced pack of tools to enroll in extensive training (College). Once you finish the extensive training and receive the advance pack of tools, you want to travel in the safety of numbers on expeditions (getting a job). Although you have the gear, they only want to take those on expeditions that have experience being on expeditions (companies wanting to hire only people with experience).
In other words, we are so screwed.
There was no point to this post but to rant about the neverending time warp of craziness of the backward expectations set on us by society.
Until next we meet
Bleed and Exist,
Trust is such a fragile and beautiful thing. Seeing trust grow is like watching a rose bush bloom. When it’s broken, it shatters into millions of the sharpest glass in the entire universe. There is no fixing it. Any attempts leave millions of tiny cuts on the hands of the Trying, the fingers of the Hopeful, and wrist of the Desperate. Even if you can suffer through all the pain and physical and emotional pain to piece the glass together, it will never be the same. The cracks with always be constant reminders of the pain, what once was, and what can never be achieved again. So why are we cut up from out fingertips to out elbows and wrist trying to piece together what we didn’t break in the first place? What is this urge to fix what’s been broken or whose been broken when the responsibility isn’t ours?
The issue is this, there is a very thin line between overprotection and coddling, neglect, and just right. Overprotection and coddling can lead to glass cuts so deep all the way to the shoulders. There is no way we can be the one to rebuild the trust when we haven’t done wrong or broken it. It’s toxic. It leaves us taking responsibility for someone else and doesn’t help them at all.
Neglect isn’t the way to go either. Don’t get me wrong, you don’t have to indulge someone who has broken your trust. You have every right to end the relationships right then and there. However, if you are done you have the responsibility to inform the other person. Don’t have them waist deep in cuts in the glass when you have no intention of continuing the relationship. That is cruel.
The “Just Right” approach is what works but there is a very thin line to get there. If you both honestly and truly are committed to rebuilding the relationship, let the betrayer piece together the glass while you work on the frame. Of course, you will still see the cracks, but if it’s worth it, work it.
Until next we meet
Bleed and Exist,
Pick up Scarred and Faceless
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Another pointless shooting that has shaken the US to its core.
This isn’t a case of mentally ill or not.
It’s a matter of why?
17 lives lost. Why?
Another broken heart that couldn’t mend itself due to bullying.
This isn’t a matter of whose at fault. This isn’t a moral issue about if suicide is justified or selfish.
For me, this is just a constant reminder that I am not in control of anything. It reminds me of how prevalent pain is. It reminds me how important it is to hug my loved ones while I can. It reminds me how frail and fleeting life really. It opens the doors to a whole of revelations about the frailty of existence.
But who does that help? It doesn’t cure a broken-hearted helpless family. It doesn’t bring back 18 innocent lives.
A ripple effects. Countless lives destroyed.
Until Next Time
Bleed and Exist,
P.S. Coming from someone who has had her share of mental health issues and suicide attempts: If you or someone you know is struggling with suicidal thoughts call 1-800-273-8255
Well, it’s been quite a while since we last spoke. Things have been…predictably yet unpredictably insane. I’d have to put it into a book to fully explain the insanity in full. Actually, it would take quite a few books to capture it in its entirety.
But I digress…
But blogging makes me happy and in an effort to focus on things that make me happy, I will continue to blog on a more regular basis. I want to start blogging every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. I did finally learn you can schedule posts, so I can post things and decided when they are posted which is cool.
So here is what’s been happening that I can tell you about.
I am working toward starting a business, and I’m working on two new projects at the moment scheduled for release early next year. I am also currently hosting a contest for the book trailer for Scarred and Faceless.
If you haven’t picked up this Gem up, just click the link above.
So, the CONTEST…
I want to do the book trailer with the voices of people reading the poems from the book. There would be 13 winners, one for each poem of the book. The winners will be featured in the trailer and will receive a free copy of my upcoming book, “Taystee Jones: Undercover Lover.”
Here’s how to enter:
- Must follow my twitter and like my facebook page, S.Hollisway
- Must be over the age of 18
- Must send audio file to Shollisway@gmail.com
- Must label audio file the following: First and Last Initial_Title of Poem i.e SH_Bully
- Must sign waiver giving permission to use voice
- Must have fun
I think that’s it for today folks.
Until next we meet Stones
Bleed and Exist,