Day 2: No Social Media

Yesterday the struggle was real!  OMG!  I can not believe I was having withdrawals from being on Facebook.  Today is a little better but I still have urges to log into my social media account to see what is currently happening in my friends, family, loved ones and the world.  But!  I’m not going to give into my desire.  Instead, I’m committing to cleaning my kitchen and eradicating my emotions from the baggage of others.

How You Made Them FeelAs God would have it I was faced with choices concerning my torn relationship with my grand daughter.  She sees me as a negative in her life and never a friend or a person that cares deeply for her and her outcome.  My truth telling has hurt her beyond her ability to see logic.  As a result, she tell private things about me in order to gain some type of satisfaction in shaming me before others.  As if shaming me will fix what really ills her soul.  Well any who how . . . . She has drawn her line in the sand and set her boundaries.  They are loud and clear.  I must and will respect them.  With that stated, I don’t think she realize once she made her choices her decisions created choices for me.

I wish her well.  At the moment their can never be a point return.  Sometimes you must cut the cancer out in order for the body to survive.

Day 1: No Facebook

Social media has not only taken the world by storm but it is creating storms in everyday life.  From where I sit as a Facebook junkie, social media has moved from a tool to connect people to a place where people alternate between the roles of being pimps and whores seeking praise from the majority of readers.  As a result, the effort to being popular is producing negative affects that quietly impacts towns, cities, states, countries and sometimes the world.

Not until recently did I learn that Facebook track where their users go and how often they visit those sites.  The news was an eyebrow raising moment and was followed by an “hum.”

That’s when I realize social media’s presence is far more destructive than a category 5 hurricane or a F-5 tornado all because someone wants the metaphorically reach the moon first, and I was playing my part in them getting there.

Like everyone else I enjoyed having platforms to share knowledge and or thoughts.  So, as a result, being heard has become a seductive aspect of social media and a tool for the creators to land on the moon with no regards to the people they exploit.

Loving Yourself QuotesThis is truly day one of no Facebook.  The struggle with dealing with the withdraws is real but I love myself enough to overcome the challenge.  God’s speed to all!

A Healthy Mind Strive for Success

Most people don’t want to see you succeed, because it will remind them that they didn’t

As I reflect upon what took place last night I find myself giggling.  Oh!  I wasn’t laughing when it happened but I am now.  Which means I’ve moved on.  Man, I love when I can bounce back quickly and return to normal after being so upset.

Well this is what happened:

A few weeks ago I began to feel very uncomfortable about how I’v been keeping house.  I found a new hobby a few years back in couponing.  Months after couponing my hauls had taken over my life and temporarily my home.  To control clutter by how much I kept I would donate a large percentage of my items.  It was somewhere in all of my couponing my mom needed me.

Sadly, my oldest sister that stays with my mom struggle with mental health issues.  So life for them can be stressful when my sister is having bad moments.  To add to the stresses in my mom’s home are my sister’s adult children that have become freeloaders.

Well, my niece pays my mom rent.  Not sure how much but I do know it is less than $500 a month.

Can you believe my sister and her child got upset because my mom decided to charge rent?  That’s another story for another day.

Anywho . . . I began to help my mom and my sister by doing double Dutch entrances and exits.  Because my sister suffers from schizophrenia she has concluded I’m an enemy.  Worse, people that are jealous of me for whatever reasons confirm her wacky thoughts.   Their deceit are seeds of evil that will be repaid to them.  So I really try not to worry about their evil ways.  However, I’m in a war with battles happening nearly every day!

I kept couponing because it was the only thing that freed me from the stresses of my mom’s life.  Unbeknown to her and others my life intertwines with hers for more reasons than because she’s my mom.  At one point in my life my mom was my everything.  And to see her in her current state of affairs is heart wrenching.  So, like I wrote, couponing became an avenue for me to escape the madness but I forgot to manage my items; and, now I live in a house that has clutter that keeps me depress.

I no longer have hallways I have pathways.  I feel very overwhelmed.  And to make matters worse are the vultures that circle.  I’m so sick of hearing people ask for things.  I’m so sick of people trying to get new and expensive things for less than I paid.  Honestly, I’m sick of people at the moment.  And if I’m brutally honest, I’m really fed up of me!

Well, anywho, a friend told me about this group on Facebook.  She thought it would be a great place for me to earn cash and unloaded items; therefore, she added me to the group.

The first time I posted something for sale I was immediately told I could not use stock photos and to turn off the selling feature.

I got it!  Stock photos aren’t exactly what you’re selling and could deceive a buyer as to what they were truly getting.

Well, anywho, I began to take my own photos and cleaning the background.  The next thing I knew I got this humiliating response to a post from admin.

I was first shocked at the juvenile way she was handling things [blood still boiling]!  Maybe I haven’t completely moved on [laughter]!  But!  I’ll try and continue writing this post without getting upset.  Below is the dialogue that took place last night:

Admin:  “Anne (last name omitted) we need pictures of the actual items. . . NO MORE STOCK PHOTOS, this is in our rules.  Thank you! -admin”

Me:  “Tara this is not a stock photo.  I’m a professional seller and a photographer.  I know how to clean the background.  So how would you like for me to post my photos?”SBR Hot Sauce 12 FL OZ.jpg

Me:  “Here’s the actual photo before I clean the background.”IMG_0405[1].JPG

Admin:  “Anne ok as long as these are the items that you are actually selling.  We have had people that are complaining because it the past they have had to put the Actual photo when they are using stock photos.  I thought it was kind of odd that you had ‘actual’ amount each time but doing my admin duty.  Thank you for clarifying. ~admin”

Admin:  “perfect thanks.”

Me:  “every photo I’ve posted has been of the item(s) I’m selling and or sold.  As far as people complaining about my photos there’s nothing I can do about their mistrust issues.  Not everyone is out to scam someone of their hard earn dollars.  At least, I’m not.  It would have been nice if you had contacted me privately since you thought yelling at me would be the best way to get your point across about stock photos.  As you know caps signify yelling and I don’t know any man, woman and or child that enjoys being yelled at, especially in public.  And, as a 57 year old woman, I certainly don’t appreciate being treated like a child that hasn’t learn to respect rules.  I read your rules.  I do my best to follow your rules.  My friend also thought my photos were stock and spoke to me about them.  I assured her they were my photos as I’ve done with you.  So please don’t take my response personal, I’m just doing my job as the owner of my life and ensuring no one mistreats me, especially for trying to help other as I help myself. ~Annette”

End of dialogue

I wrote and shared all of the above to write this:  There are people that will be okay with average and complain about those that strive for perfection as they wallow in life miseries.  Don’t let that be you!  Always!  Always!  Strive for outstanding!  You and I deserve the best this life has to offer.

 

God’s Little Nugget: Day 11

HiltlerMy husband loves to read and or watch documentaries on war.  As a result, I’ve found myself watching documentaries on certain wars and people of interest.  And the person that sparks my curiosity is Hitler.

Hitler was to have been among the world’s greatest orators and evil should also be added to his strong and warped personality traits when discussing him and his actions.

I believe he rose to power because of jealousy.  As why it was so easy for him to convince a nation of people that felt they were entitled.  Their greed and or laziness made them believe it was okay to kill Jews, people with disabilities and old folks.

To make matters worse, those individuals that went along with Hitler felt comfortable in plundering their victims personal possession after sentencing them to a life of torture and later death.  With that said, you would think what happen decades ago would influence how we treat people today.  Not.

Right here in America we have people that are being treated the same as the Jews from that horrid moment in time.

After watching documentaries and reading books about “man’s inhumanity to man” I’ve conclude evilness go hand in hand with delusion and denial.

“Those who hate to hear the truth and love to live off of lies can’t handle reality.”  Scottie Waves

God’s Little Nugget: Day 10

“A bird does not sing because it has an answer.  It sings because it has a song.”  Chinese Proverb

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Photo by Keith Williams

So often dark hearted individuals are suspicious and jealous of joyful people.  Their evil mindset keep them from truly enjoying life and what they don’t understanding they tag as a threat.

Give them a wide birth.  Enjoy your life.  They will eventually fall on their own swords.

God’s Little Nugget: Day Four

dark times teach you alot quotes

A couple of years back my husband and I loaned my son’s girlfriend five thousand dollars to purchase a car. We should have known when the first payment came due and she made no efforts to contact us or start repaying the monies she took that it would never be repaid.

Her actions aren’t unsettling as the actions of people that claim to like and love me are.  Loaning her such a large amount of money purchased me life lesson’s I will never forget.

This is what I’ve learned:

  • Some kisses and hugs that come across as sentimental are fake even when they come from trusted family members and loved ones.
  • Not everyone rejoice when you strive for and gain financial security.
  • Not everyone wishes you well.
  • Promissory Notes don’t secure your efforts in retrieving monies loaned.
  • Only evil people pretend to love you,
  • and only jealous people are glad for your misfortune.

What happened to me was a Black on Black crime.  She’s black.  I’m Black.  She took money she never meant to pay back.

Since that unfortunate moment I’ve learned about helping others, especially when I’m also in need of financial help.

The money she kept was money that would have paid upcoming and expected bills.

My husband and I paid an expensive price for the lesson I needed to learn.  If there’s a silver-lining in all of this I venture to write, I’m the better for what took place because I learned many things about “man’s inhumanity to man.”

 

God’s Little Nugget: Day Three

Numbers 6 24 and 26

I’m stronger because I had to be, I’m smarter because of my mistakes, happier because of the sadness I’ve known, and now wiser because I learned.

When you hang with dark people your life takes on darkness.  Their dark thoughts become your mental struggles and a defeatist attitude becomes your norm.

God’s Little Nugget: Day One

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These are dark times, there is no denying.  Our world has perhaps faced no greater threat than it does today.  But I say this to our citizenry:  We, ever your servants, will continue to defend your liberty and repel the forces that seek to take it from you!  Your Ministry remains, strong.
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Good morning, soul!  Did I forget to mention I’m a Christian?  Well, I am.  And this is one of those days I need to remind myself of that.

For the last couple of years my faith has been battling for what is right in the sight of God and most times I felt defeated.  As a result, I became depressed and short tempered.

My depression had taken the avenue of “why do I have to fight this battle alone when I believe in God?  He’s big.  So why can’t He take care of this matter?”  And on the flip side of things being short tempered is not new to me.  My mom was short tempered and it seems the behavior I hated as a child now visits me.

Oh!  My!  Goodness!  I have found myself in dark times and I need to protect my soul.  So Psalm 51:10 is needed for this day and everyday until I see the light of God in all situations:  Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me.  Amen

 

Their World Isn’t Mine

Harriet TubmanYesterday I was in a part of Denver I rarely pass through but my cousin wanted me to go with her to Downing Supermarket [that nasty place].
I’m not sure why my cousin won’t go to a meat market in our area and order smoke neck bones and frozen greens but she doesn’t.  I think she likes hanging out from time to time with the roughnecks of the world.  Not me.
 
Well, anywhohow, I was waiting at the meat counter with my cousin for her turn to be helped.  As I was standing there my nose was wrinkled at the unappealing meat in the display case.  It looked nothing like the meat I purchase at the local supermarkets nor at meat markets.  So, yes, inwardly I question it and its origin.  
 
Thinking to self I said “I wouldn’t purchase this meat.”  Well my thoughts weren’t savory.  Knowing me, I had a few cuss words somewhere in my mental thoughts.  But, don’t worry, I’m asking God to help me with my cussing.
Anywho, a pre-teen was bouncing around the customers.  Her parents said nothing to her about her early adolescence behavior.  So she moved from here to there and then she bounced herself face to face with me and we locked eyes.  Our encounter was brief but the eye to eye contact made her uneasy.  Unbeknown to me, she conveyed her feelings to her parents.   
 
So minutes later I walked back from an area closest to the meat counter and saw a sign about fresh eggs. I stood reading it.
 
When I turned back towards the meat counter the little girls dad said, “Hello.” I exchanged what I thought was pleasantries. Not! The next thing I knew the man says, “Why are you looking at my daughter.”
 
I was truly caught off guard. So I said, I wasn’t looking at your daughter, I was reading that sign but I can look at her if you want me too!”
 
I guess my response caught the young man off guard as his insulting question initially caught me off mine.
 
You could tell he wasn’t easy about me being around his daughter but his feeling were fuel by paranoia that is feed by the community within they live.  It was clear to see from my behavior his world wasn’t my world.  
 
Until now, I was oblivious to his world. I was passing through and had no plans of returning. So the people within it really never mattered.  I thought!  But!  God works in mysterious ways.
 
I praise God for keeping me safe because that young hotheaded gang member could have killed me. I praise Him for allowing me to see the need He has prepared me to assist Him in fulfilling. I praise Him for the avenues He’s going to open for me to help His people. I praise Him for just being God!  My Heavenly father and redeemer!  Amen!