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A journey of self-improvement - or not. |
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[Embed For Use By Upgraded+] Believin' all the lies that they're tellin' ya Buyin' all the products that they're sellin' ya They say jump and ya say "how high?" Ya braindead, ya got a fuckin' bullet in ya head |
Artist: XTC Song: Dear God [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] "JAFBG" Strap in, buds. There's a laundry list of things that suck about a pandemic. Can we address the fucking pointless platitudes? Here's a list of things I've heard in the past 3 weeks: Just shut the fuck up, man. You're not helping anyone. People are allowed to be upset. Telling them that they shouldn't feel upset is fucking bullshit. Seniors in high school are allowed to be upset that they're not going to get a prom or graduation. People in my graduating class who worked their dicks off for years are allowed to be upset that they're not going to get a college commencement or graduation celebration. People who have to be alone on their birthday or can't celebrate their loved ones' birthdays are allowed to be upset. People with chronic health conditions are allowed to be stressed out/concerned that they can't get proper treatment for their existing conditions. And for the love of all that is holy, stop with the fucking religious platitudes. Unless you know that the person you're talking to is just as religious (and of the same religion as you), you're not fucking helping. You're making it worse. "God will take care of you!" I don't fucking believe in god. There are millions of us who don't believe in this bullshit. You telling me that your god is taking care of everything is the equivalent of me telling you that my cat is going to take care of everything. Except, you know, my cat actually exists. It's way too much. Hundreds of thousands of people are going to die from this. How dare people walk around like, "It's God's will for you and the people you love to die right now. Just stop. Do you want me and a bunch of other people walking around telling you to pray to Hygieia, the greek goddess of health, so that the pandemic will stop? Would that be enjoyable for you? Would that make you feel better about everything? No, it wouldn't. Because it fucking means nothing to you. Hey, religious people, did you know that you can communicate with others without bringing religion up incessantly? You can actually have conversations where you don't invoke the word of your god. It's possible. You can be religious/spiritual without pushing it onto other people by spinning every fucking conversation to revolve around your faith. You should try it occasionally. Above all, everyone needs to just let people be upset. Let people be worried, concerned, agitated, frustrated, scared, anxious, disappointed, etc... It actually isn't your job to swoop in with pointless platitudes to tell them that what they're feeling is wrong. If you're upset because you're not being productive, that's okay. If you're upset because you can't visit the people you love, that's okay. If you're upset because you're out of a job or in financial distress, that's okay. If you're upset because you're missing out on seminal life events, that's okay. If you're upset because you don't want to be alone on your birthday, that's okay. If you're upset because you're worried about your pre-existing health conditions, that's okay. If you're upset because you had a good gym routine before this, that's okay. If you're upset because you have an "essential" job, that's okay. If you're upset because you can't get the things you need from the store, that's okay. If you're upset because you're lonely or getting cabin fever, that's okay. If you're upset because you want everything to go back to normal, that's okay. Don't let anyone tell you that you're being selfish, narcissistic, or otherwise a dick for being upset about your own shit. Don't let anyone tell you that you need to hand over what little control you have left to their religious figurehead because it would make them feel better if you did. Don't let anyone tell you that things could be worse so your feelings are inappropriate. Your feelings are completely fucking valid. If you want to inflate a few balloons, make an instant cake, and throw yourself a fucking quarantine pity party - fucking go for it! You deserve the freedom to express that you're having a bad fucking day without being shrugged off with platitudes or turned on to any fucking religion. It's completely normal and rational. Don't let anyone make you feel otherwise. The Father, Son and Holy Ghost Is just somebody's unholy hoax And if you're up there you'll perceive That my heart's here upon my sleeve If there's one thing I don't believe in It's you Dear God |
Artist: Bright Eyes Song: Easy / Lucky / Free [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** #SaferAtHome "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" I'm already quarantined with two people and I dunno if we'd make it out of a game of Monopoly right now. I've been essentially quarantined (minus going to the grocery store twice) for over 3 weeks now. Here's what I know for certain... You DON'T want to be quarantined with people you don't know. I can pick any three people, but how do I know that Charles Bukowski doesn't have a bunch of annoying fucking habits that are going to drive me nuts within 2 hours? It's Bukowski, so that's almost a given. Bad choice. What I'm getting at though is that it would suck to meet someone for the first time in quarantine... and then be stuck with them for the rest of who knows how long. I could be writing buds with the writer, listen to the musician play, and learn a thing or two from the painter. I think I'd go with Franz Kafka for the writer because I can't even imagine what he could whip up about our current nightmare. Reality is already Kafkaesque so it's not even really a stretch. For the musician I'd go for Conor Oberst because I think he's ridiculously talented and I also feel like we'd get along okay-ish for some reason. Either that or the combined moodiness would cause the other two to toss us off the balcony. And then the artist... Dalí? Surrealist af. Everything is surreal already, so again, it just feels appropriate. This would be such a fucked up mix. I kind of love it. As for who throws a tantrum, cheats, cries, flips the table... Obviously - that would be me. (╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻ I've got some friends I barely see But we're all planning to meet We'll lay in bags as dead as leaves All together for eternity |