So, it seems my blood pressure/arrhythmia thing was the precursor to something more, but really, nothing. The group situation also reached a climax, but not a good one.
The one thing in this world that I will never accept are excuses. I don’t accept them from others and I don’t accept them from myself. I find excuses disrespectful, disingenuous, and a fake apology. Excuses provide nothing of substance and allow the person to shirk their personal accountability.
Democracy is a fragile thing. This was learned yesterday on a variety of fronts for me. Democracy is a great freedom to have, but it can’t go without strong checks and balances. If we don’t show intolerance for the intolerant, we lose our freedom of democracy.
TW: this post is going to have swear words. I know there are plenty of great words that could be used, but there’s nothing quite like a visceral “fuck” to really ground one’s self. So yes, I swear, and yes, this post will have them, as it is a rant. I apologize in advance for any offense this may cause.
Another small, mini rant about pagans/wiccans.
There are a few things about those who follow pagan/witchcraft beliefs that I find confusing, or I don’t understand how they came to be correlated with the practice. I think the oddest one is “shadow work”.
The time between Christmas and New Year’s is always an ambiguous time. You are preparing to start the new year with new ambitions and goals, while reconciling the past year with what you want in the coming future. It’s a time of questioning, making attempts to establish ideas, and looking forward to what can be and how to get there.
We had our first snow of the year. I love snow. I don’t think I will ever not like snow. Last week, we got 8 inches of it. Outside of the 36 inches we got one year all in one night, that is the most snow that has fallen since I moved here 5 years ago.
As I mentioned earlier, my family, particularly on my mother’s side, is rife with mental illnesses. It is one of the bigget hurdles I have to deal with on a fairly regular basis, and it isn’t alway my own mental health that’s the problem.
Under most circumstances, I don’t make fun of people’s beliefs, because, honestly, I don’t think anyone has it right. I just worry about those whose beliefs become their whole idently (and that goes for anything, not just religion) because that isn’t healthy. Beliefs should enhance your life, not dictate it