I was reading an article about Roxane Gay’s interview with Trever Noah. My information (right now) is limited, and a few places removed. I’m writing based on less than 500 word article on an interview of an author who is talking about their book. (Thus, the problem with the internet and citation.)
Anyway, from what I could gather, and I know that it’s super watered down, Gay talks about in her eating and being overweight as a defense mechanism and a response to trauma. The article quoted, “My body is not a problem.” Continue reading “My body is not a problem.”
I haven’t been here for very long, but I feel like I’ve learned a lot. I started off in Wesley Chapel, right on the border of Zephyrhills. It’s a small town, country community that is in the middle of suburban explosion (AKA nowhere). There’s a huge new outlet mall, sprawling new subdivisions, and soon a man-made beach and lake community. This place is middle class money.
I hated living there. You have to drive everywhere. You’re miles and miles from the nearest anything. And the closest thing to a traditional “downtown” is Wiregrass Mall. Don’t get me wrong, it’s nice, but it has no life. There’s no sense of history or community or people making things happen, it’s more like major conglomerates and institutions creating spaces of consumption. Only to eventually die, become eye sores, so new ones can move in again after another 30 years or so. It’s depressing.
So, I wanted to move. Continue reading “Forgotten Tampa: Living on the East Side of I275”
Where exactly does boredom come from? As we’ve learned this week, people (kids!) will kill out of boredom.
I was never that bored, and around puberty (as many people are), I was especially bored. Lately though, I’ve found myself saying it more often than I’d like. Even when I’m doing things, I’m bored. I watch Netflix: bored. At work: bored. Walking: bored. Church: bored. Homework: bored. Continue reading “I’m bored.”
I’m not ready (for positive change, or what I want).
When is anyone ever fully ready for healing, transformation, change? No one ever looks back and goes, “Oh yeah, I was totally ready for that big (or small) change in my life.” Even when you know it’s coming like moving, a new job, marriage, birth, or even death, you can read all the articles and self-help books, get advice from friends, but in the end, you don’t know how the change is going to effect your life. That’s okay! Continue reading “I’m not ready.”
Will God forgive me? I certainly hope so. But really, that’s not really what this post is about, it’s about when we feel so bad about something we did, we think God will never forgive us. The fact is, we’re already forgiven, and really we’re struggling with forgiving ourselves. Continue reading “God will never forgive me.”
Forgiving yourself is one of the hardest things to do. How in the world can you do it? Just say the words to yourself. Tough stuff. Let’s do this… Continue reading “I’ll never forgive myself.”