Monthly Archives: September 2016

My Thoughts on the First Debate

 

This Monday was my first time watching a presidential debate.  Politics has, over the years, been a topic that literally turned my stomach and made me anxious.  It still does but I believe this year’s election is a tipping point for our country.  We’ve come a long way and despite what some would have you believe the country has made several strides forward. Continue reading

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An Essay for World Suicide Prevention Day*

*abbreviated as WSPD from here on

 So today is WSPD and the internet is teeming with positive messages to promote hope. So many people battle mental health issues and almost everyone at one point and time thinks they’re all alone.

And of course it’s not true but it’s also true that no two cases are the same.  That’s why things like WSPD are great.  Awareness is never a bad thing.  Telling people on the internet they’re not alone or writing an essay to describe your experiences helps a lot of people.  Continue reading

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An Essay on Security

 

I really am fed up with the Hillary Clinton E-Mail scandal.  This is not a Hillary Clinton thing or necessarily politically motivated, it’s a common sense thing.

We live in a world with another reality sitting on top of it.  That might sound like alternate reality sci-fi but what I mean is that we have the real world and we have cyber space.  Every day, no matter how low tech you like to keep things, we’re all exposed and vulnerable by entering this cyber space. Continue reading

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An Essay on the Future

 

That title may seem more exciting than what I actually have planned.  This isn’t about Star Trek or flying cars.  It’s about an article I shared yesterday concerning children in the U.S. and the fear being pumped into them by this election season.

When some people listen to Donald Trump and his ideas on immigration and his opinions on other countries and cultures, it’s terrifying to children from those backgrounds.  Trump’s rhetoric gives the bullies of the world ammunition and justification; they’re not bullies anymore there just agreeing with a presidential candidate.  Think about that sentence.  The taunting and harassment of other students is becoming justified by the role model that blusters on their TV screens every day.

Personally, I know how difficult school can be for someone who feels like an outcast.  My health issues, my weight, my less-than-social behavior all made me feel isolated from people my own age.  I still struggle to connect with people my age, I still struggle to connect with people period.  And I was lucky.  Continue reading

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