Vulnerability

A friend of mine sent me a Ted Talk called the power of vulnerability a while back and I thought it was the most beautiful thing I’d ever heard. The lady talked about how we need to open up and how much better we connect when we let ourselves feel all kinds of emotions. Yet, here I am  trying to suppress every kind of flooding emotion that comes my way.

My friends in high school would meet a guy and begin an elaborate plan of their future together. They were fascinated by weddings and moving in together. Yet, I have never felt that way about anyone. I shy away from planning things too far into the future because relationships are too uncertain and fragile. One day they’re here and the other they’re not. I hate the idea of imagining a future with someone because I never knew if it will actualize. But I do have five year plans for myself which for some reason I am convinced I can achieve. The main reason for that is because for your career plans you don’t need to rely on someone else. You know you have to push yourself and if you fail then it was your fault for letting yourself down. With relationships you can’t control the other person and they can let you down at any moment in time.

For that reason I try not to get attached to any person I date at any time, ever. Yet this year it so happens that my boyfriend lives approximately 5 minutes away and we spent chunks and chunks of time together. &I love it which is terrifying because I don’t want to develop this habit which may eventually be broken. College couples are a funny breed. They do EVERYTHING together. I have a friend who grocery shops with her boyfriend as if they lived in the same apartment. But don’t these girls realize how difficult the transition to real life will be after we all have to leave the fantasy world of these relationships? I don’t think so.

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Stop making college kids guilty for not having too much fun

When you first enter college you are more than inclined to believe that ahead awaits one of the most exciting times of your life. I was one of those people. I was an extrovert in high school and loved interacting with people every single day. I had built up a solid group of friends so I was expecting to enter college with people swarming my way and telling me how wonderful I am. I was convinced I would be best friends with my roommate, too. So you can understand my devastation when my roommate decided to sleep in a hotel with her mom for the entire first week and leave me by myself in the room (Not because I am a monster or crazy but because she’s an international student and wouldn’t see her mom until Christmas). So, I did the next best thing. I went scouting into my neighbor’s room. The door was open and there were four girls in there who were as sweet as can be. Three of them were my actual neighbors and the other was just visiting. They were all super sweet and sitting on the floor they were deliberating going out to a club that night. They invited me along and (of course) I said I’d go! Here was the perfect opportunity to make my college expectations come to fruition. Most of the girls were under 18 however so they quickly decided against the club scene and we all went to hang out at another floor. I was there physically but I hardly contributed to the conversation since when Im in a room full of big personalities I tend to close up and let myself disappear. Months went by and these girls went their separate ways. In fact, two of those who were my neighbors and didn’t move out ended up not even being courteous enough to say hello whenever we crossed paths.

My roomate who was supposed to be my best friend ended up having a completely different personality than mine. She hardly ever returned to the room and was always on the move doing thing with her friends. So, when I stayed in on Thursday or Friday nights I’d feel like quite literally the biggest loser. There was an entire world of adventures out in this college world and I was home watching movies with my boyfriend. Granted, by the end of freshman year I began to realize I prioritize different things and maybe I don’t need to go out, socialize and drink to feel happy.

I feel appalled and even disappointed that the same girl who loved spending so much time around her friends would much rather stay in the dorm and type this instead of trying to find anyone who is available to hang out. But you know what? I’m exhausted. After a day in class and then work I’m usually all “people”-d out and I just want to lay in my bed like a loser instead of putting forth the effort to dress up and go out. I don’t want to feel guilty for wasting away my youth because really wouldn’t my youth be more wasted if I was constantly doing things that didnt expand my mind? I thought so.

So, every time I see adults posting about how college was the greatest, wildest time of their life I want to tell them to stop. Stop building this illusion that college is this non-stop party because it’s not. It comes with stress, responsibility and yes, sometimes loneliness. So next time you want to ask a kid if college is a blast do so cautiously because it’s not for all of us. For some of us it’s still primarily about school. And not because I’m a big loser who can’t find anyone to take me to a party but because I’ve chosen to prioritize other things. And I refuse to feel guilty about it anymore.

 

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History of Nail Polish

Apparently nail polish was used all the way back 5000 years ago by the ancient Chinese when the ruling class( female and male) would paint their nails gold and silver to distinguish themselves from the general population. In Egypt those who were royalty wore vibrant colors while those of the general population wore more nuanced tones.
Nail polish became popular in the Western hemisphere during the Industrial Revolution when chemists began experimenting with cosmetics. It was actually popularized in France not the United Kingdom or US. Women would paint all of their nails except the lunar part. As far as I understand the trend was popularized during the Victorian era which explains why it became commonplace only for women to paint their nails. It was an arbitrarily established rule that it’s feminine to paint your nails so to this day men are wary of using anything to enhance their nails. Today men who refuse to paint their nails will not give a real reason but that it’s not socially acceptable. So, in my opinion we shouldn’t mock those who choose to stray from this norm since it has no logical backing!

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The Relationship safe zone

Two years ago I developed this theory of a relationship safe zone which would help me relax and open up. I had been with my boyfriend for six months and he would open up to me immensely during that time. I knew everything about his childhood, his fears his passions all the things you’d want to know about the person you’re in love with. He, on the other hand, had to constantly pester me about opening up. I would come up with a fraction about my life and then share it but it never felt like I was sharing deep parts about myself. I was so afraid of being vulnerable because how fleeting people tend to be. One moment they’re there listening to your deepest thoughts and the next you’re not speaking to each other. So I told myself that I had to be vulnerable if I wanted to be happy. I convinced myself that after a really long time you cross the relationship safe zone and your chances of breaking up decrease significantly. I told myself after 6 months of being together and knowing each other you’re probably be together for a while! So I opened up. I don’t remember how much but I let my guard down. I talked about things I’m passionate about and my childhood as much as I could. But lo and behold after our one year anniversary my boyfriend decided he couldn’t put up with my temper and gave me ultimates I couldn’t and wouldn’t stand for. So I sent him on his way.
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I ended the relationship safe zone and my relationship.Most importantly I realized there is no such a thing as a relationship safe zone. Relationships don’t have predisposed expiration dates, they just expire when you least expect it.
Two years later the person who knew everything about me and who I was so in love with isn’t there. He is a new person with some questionable interests and hobbies and from what I hear an inability to be vulnerable. And I’m still the same. I cannot ask for help from my partner. I cannot tell him when I’m sad or having problems. For whatever reason I refuse to let my guard down. And some say it’s a matter of a partner and when I meet the right person I’ll be a big bag of mush. But as of now I’m still waiting for someone to wear me down. Or open me up. Or whatever other cliche phrase you prefer. For now I’ll just thank those who are vulnerable without effort (like my ex) and admire them for letting me see the deepest parts of them.
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Race relations

Big shocker, I’m a huge politics junkie and some things get me fired up. One of these is the recent violence in Ferguson, MO. The more CNN I watch the more I see reporters trying to push the fact that the police officer was white. And in light of the black community saying that this happened because white men are afraid of black men we as a nation continue to drive a wedge between white and black instead of trying to find a unifying force. Instead of acknowledging that an unarmed man is an unarmed man no matter what color. And acknowledging that a police officer’s job is to protect the community and if there is no danger he should retreat. Sure, there is no way to decide if someone’s dangerous or not but how about starting by emphasizing that black men are men too? That they have children and families and troubles just like white men? That just because they’re black doesn’t mean they’re out causing trouble? Only when we stop emphasizing that it’s color that dictates our actions can we start having meaningful conversation. The officer shot because he was afraid, because he thought black men are dangerous? We weren’t there, we don’t know why. And trying to use this tragedy to divide the Ferguson community between white and black, to turn citizens against police is wrong and any media outlet who does should feel ashamed. This is a man on man crime which has potential racist roots but to try to strengthen those roots and continue to divide people is wrong. Instead we should be seeking the similarities: the common fears both whites and blacks feel. Because I know blacks are afraid of the police and vice versa. So instead of turning them against each other we should be helping these people start conversations and meaningful relationships with each other.

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A Simple Manifesto: They Too Are People (Photo Essay by Hannah Stonebraker)

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Guest writer and photographer: Hannah Stonebraker 

One must recognize they too are people.

Photography by Hannah Stonebreaker

(This may seem simple. This may seem obvious. I wish, these days, all days, it was.)

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They too are people. (Not animals. Not enemies, Not primitives. People.) Whomever you consider your other, whomever you consider to be your intellectual, ideological, religious, territorial enemy – they too are people.

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They too have mothers and sons and daughters and wives and friends.

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They too love and hate and give and take.

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They too believe what they believe for reasons both known and unknown both to themselves and to others.

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They too believe things with which I both agree and disagree – intellectually, emotionally, painfully, ideologically.

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But hard as it may be – I shall try to listen.

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Listen to these reasons, listen to their beliefs, listen to their pain and ideology and fear.

An overwhelming amount of fear.

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For what…

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When the War Comes home

I just watched a CNN documentary about veterans with post traumatic stress disorder and it was such a jarring piece. Men who we think are made of steel shaking like leaves. Men with beautiful children and families who cant seem to escape their own demons and seek death instead. Such a scary reminder that there are actual human beings that are impacted by the wars politicians decide to support.

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The real meaning of carpe diem

When people talk about seizing the day they probably visualize grandiose things like career accomplishments or being one with nature. For me seizing the day is learning what holds you back and letting go of it. For some reason when I think of carpe diem I think of a bird freely flying with nothing holding it back. And throughout my life I’ve often let people impede my flight when I shouldn’t have. If someone is pushing you down, mocking any aspect of you whether physical or social they are not worth keeping around. Being around negative people can quite literally drain happiness out of you. You deserve to be surrounded with people who are not afraid to uplift you and who positively contribute to your life. Because you can’t seize today or any other day without a little support.

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A piece of unwanted advice

When I was at a school conference a few years back this girl broke down and started to talk about her insecurities. One quote she shared was powerful and stays with me to this day: ‘If you treated your friends the way you treat yourself would they still be your friends?’ We’re often so caught up in helping uplift our friends and relatives that we neglect the most important person: us. I don’t know why it is seen as weird to talk yourself up. I think confident people are beautiful so as I have (willingly) lost two of my beat friends who didnt really contribute that much to picking me up I have vowed to treat myself as I’d treat my friends. When I’m doubting myself I’ll remember that anyone not smart enough to see I’m wonderful is not worth my time. From now on I’ll be selfish and take the advice I’d give other people. And I invite you to do the same.

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Why I don’t like to frat party

College is a wild place, full of hard choices. One of those for me has always been the inevitable question of integrity vs adrenaline. When I get bored on a Friday I always think that I should be out because what’s college if not a giant party? My otherwise quiet floor decided to one Friday go out and check out the party scene. First, ten of us along with about 60 other kids lined up on the sidewalk awaiting a ride. Then girls one by one began to try to flirt their way into a ride and boys began doing the bros favors in hope of getting to the party. We didnt really do any of that. Some guy noticed us and waved us up but after a mishap we were left without a ride and an in at the party. A girl from my floor noticed my dress and casually eyeing me said ‘We should have pushed you up front. If only your dress was opened up a little more we’d be there by now’. Absolutely startled I just laughed it up but began realizing how much I didn’t want to get into the party. Once I finally got into one it was fine: drinks dancing friends but the process itself is degrading. Girls dress down (seriously) as much as they can in hopes they’ll be noticed and allowed in. The frat bros on the other hand have all the power of choosing which ones are worthy of letting in (and hooking up with) and which ones are not. I have friends in frats and they are by far the sweetest guys I know but as institutions frats are harmful to girls everywhere & perpetuate the control of women though in a subtle way. I don’t want to have to flirt my way into a party or have my body get me in. Neither I or the other girls going to parties are going to entertain the frat bros. We’re going to have fun and ‘live it up’ or whatever. In state schools there is even instated RATIOS of women to men entering a party. So if you’re a guy you must have 4 girls with you to enter for example. As if being a guy makes you less valuable or fun and you don’t deserve to enter. You don’t bring anything to the party unless you’re a woman who can be hit on and objectified. The whole process is crazy. So I beg you next time you’re going out think a little and ask yourself just how badly do you want that free beer?

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