My Brilliant Idea

Hey. Today during my session with my therapist/counsellor/whatever-you-call-it, I had this amazing idea to help motivate me to do stuff: a “Fuck You” Board. Let me explain. The conversation started off with her (my therapist) talking about something she calls the Law of Attraction. Basically, the way she explained it, the more positive energy you put into something, the more likely it is to happen, and vice versa. I disagree, because, as I pointed out, I know some parents of kids with cancer never even imagined that their child wouldn’t beat that cancer, and yet their child died anyway. She said that wasn’t what she meant, and that she was talking about things we have control over, but I wasn’t really getting it.

I pointed out how I finished high school and got my diploma instead of going for my GED/HiSET (which is what it’s now called) out of spite for all of the school administration who believed I would never succeed, because that was the biggest way I could think of to tell them “FUCK YOU” without saying it straight out, because apparently that’s a big no-no, socially-speaking, at least according to my mom. My therapist said that even though it originated out of spite, it was actually positive energy because I was telling myself, “I’m going to do this.” I kinda saw where she was coming from with that. She went on to say that if that’s what works for me, then that’s okay. That’s when it hit me:

I should make a “Fuck You” Board and hang it on my closet door.

I said this, and after she got control of her laughter, she asked what that meant. I said I was going to take a blank poster board, draw a middle finger in the middle surrounded by the words “FUCK YOU”, and write the names of all the people who have ever doubted me or didn’t believe in me. That way, if I ever needed motivation, I could just look at that board and see all the people who I want to continue proving wrong.

I have to say, I’m wicked excited about this. 🙂

I can’t wait to get started! I’ve already started planning out the design in a notebook, and have written down quite a few names already. I’m also going to make sure to write small enough so that I have space to add to it when other people come along. My dad said I should put him and my mom on it, only half joking, but I explained that it’s not about people who piss me off, but people who don’t believe in me or don’t believe I can/will succeed, who I have to prove wrong. I know my parents are the top two people in existence who most believe in me (even if I may say/think otherwise when I’m pissed at them).

I’ll post a picture of my “Fuck You” Board when I’m done. Maybe I’ll block the names out. Maybe not. I don’t know. But I promise you, it’s gonna be awesome.

That’s it for now. I hope you all had a nice New Years. Bye!

-Sam

About That Dream I Had Last Night

Hey. I haven’t slept in about three days. Before that, I slept for one night, and then hadn’t for the three days prior to that night. Well, not really. I mean, I’ve been able to get half-asleep, to the point where I start to dream, but I’m not actually sleeping. It’s wicked annoying.

So last night, in my half-asleep state, I had a dream that has left me feeling peaceful all day. There’s really no other word to describe it. I was at a picnic table with my mom, who was sitting across from me. My three siblings were there, too, except they were just in the background. My two friends from the Lion’s Club, Dawn and Jeff, were sitting at the picnic table behind me. I was talking to my mom (I don’t remember about what), and I looked down at the table for a second, and when I looked up, my grandma and grandpa were standing there, to the right of my mom.

Mammy & Papa Cropped

Yes, I know I use this picture a lot, but I just love it.

Now, if you remember, I’ve posted before about how my mom’s parents are both dead. Mammy died in June of 2010, and Papa died in March of 2015. So, in this dream, my dead grandparents are suddenly standing right in front of me. They weren’t angels or anything, and don’t exactly have a heavenly glow around them, but I could tell they were appearing from heaven. I mean, aside from the fact that they’re both dead. They just gave off this aura. I don’t know how to explain it.

As soon as I saw them, I started crying, and when I say (type?) crying, I mean big, ugly sobs. I wasn’t sad, though. I mean, I wasn’t crying because all of a sudden I was filled with this intense happiness, either, like people sometimes talk about, but I wasn’t grieving. The best explanation I can think of is that, in my dream, I was just filled with so much love and awe. I don’t really know.

Anyway, my mom was really worried because I suddenly just started crying my eyes out for no apparent reason, and kept asking me what was wrong. I leaned over to her and whispered in her ear, “I see Mammy and Papa. They’re both standing right there, smiling.” A couple tears slid out of her eyes, and somehow I knew I was the only one who could see them. I leaned back and said to Dawn and Jeff, “I see Mammy and Papa.”. Still sobbing, I looked back at Mammy and Papa and smiled at them. I looked back to Dawn and Jeff and say that they had started to cry, too.

When I looked back, Mammy was gone, and Papa was alone, still smiling and waving at me. Then, he started to fade away, although “fade” isn’t really the right word, exactly. It was more like he was morphing into a bright, soothing, yellow light. After he was gone, I stared at where they were standing, still sobbing more intensely than I ever had before, but feeling extremely at peace, and that was the end of the dream.

It was so nice to see my grandparents again, even in a dream. I was telling my mom about it today, and she said that it seems like Mammy and Papa visited me in a dream, that it wasn’t just my brain coming up with a random scenario for a dream. I’d like to think she’s right.

I’d say I had a pretty amazing start of 2017, wouldn’t you?

-Sam

My Final Post Of 2016

Hey. Wow, I can’t believe there’s less than five hours left in 2016! A lot of people have been saying it’s been a horrible year, but I have to disagree. Sure, it could’ve been better, but for me it wasn’t a total disaster. Nobody died. Nobody got really sick. My Lyme hasn’t come back (yet). I turned 18. I graduated high school and will no longer have to deal with the shitty administration at WHS!

Then again, for the first six months of the year, I was fighting with the shitty administration at WHS just to graduate. I turned 18 (yes, it’s both a good and a bad thing). Overall, I suppose this year was fairly uneventful, and I’ll take that over bad things any time!

It’s weird, though, thinking about how this is the end of 2016. I’ve been looking forward to this year ever since my kindergarten “graduation” when we all received pins saying “CLASS OF 2016”. It’s strange to think that in less than five hours, that year will already be over.

I got my first job this year (granted, it was only for two weeks, and then they stopped putting me on the schedule for no apparent reason, but still). I got my first state-assigned ID this year (I think; it may have been in November or December of 2015, though). For some reason, the end of 2016 is really getting to me.

Well, I have to go. I’m babysitting my neighbor tonight, and I think I’m going to sleep over, so I have to go pack my bag. Happy New Year, everyone! Bye!

-Sam

Castle Is Seriously Awesome

Hey. I’m sorry I haven’t posted much in the past year. I’ve been meaning to, but life keeps getting in the way. I’ve recently been binge-watching Castle, and can I just say, oh my God, this is freaking amazing!!

Also: OH MY GOD BECKETT AND CASTLE ARE EVEN WORSE THAN BOOTH AND BONES WITH THE WHOLE IGNORING-THEIR-LOVE-FOR-EACH-OTHER THING!!!!

Seriously, it’s so bad that even the writers were poking fun at it. Castle and Beckett were talking about how annoying it is that Lanie and Esposito can’t just stop fighting and realize they love each other, and I’m over here like OH MY GOD GUYS ARE YOU THIS FREAKING BLIND SERIOUSLY!

I’ve been meaning to start watching Castle for years, but of course when I finally do, I realize that it just ended this spring. The entire series. I’m so pissed that I waited so long! Seriously, why?

Ugh, I don’t even know what to say. It’s disappointing, really. Anyways, I’m going to go continue watching it. I’ll try to post more soon, but we all know how horrible I am at posting when I say I will. I’m trying to get better, really! Bye.

-Sam

Why I’m Voting For Donald Trump

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I am a white female. A victim of sexual abuse. A Republican. A Christian.

And I am voting for Donald Trump. And I want to tell you why.

First, I want to address the video that was released. What he said years ago was terrible. A man should never feel like he has the power to manipulate or take advantage of a woman against her will. Men should not view women as inferior or as objects. The rape culture in our country is not ok. What he said was NOT OK. There is NO way to justify it. Does he continue to treat women this way? I hope not, but it’s definitely possible. Do I want someone like that as my President? I mean, not really. But if we are talking about rape culture – Hillary Clinton has done MUCH more to contribute to that than Donald Trump. As an…

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And People Wonder Why I’m Always Pissed….

Hey. I haven’t even been eighteen for two weeks and my life is already spiraling back to the same hellish state it’s been for years. Freaking Amanda, my sister (she’s ten now), just can’t help herself from making up lie after lie about me to get me in trouble, and my parents just eat it up, because God forbid Sam ever be allowed to not be the “problem child.” Screw that. Seriously, how the hell am I supposed to coexist with these assholes if they don’t even let me try and be good?!

I’d been doing much better at controlling myself in the midst of all of this bullshit for awhile, but these past few days have been harder. I don’t know why. All I know is that I can’t wait to get my shit together and get the hell out of here. I’m so fucking tired of being the family scapegoat for fucking everything! It’s always my fault, somehow. Doesn’t matter if I’m in a different room, or not even home, everything always ends up back at me. Seriously, I can’t make this shit up. Fuck this.

And, of course, anyone who observes this always assumes that my parents are automatically right and always have some prior reason to be extra pissed off at me this time. I can’t even really vent to anyone because they always blame me! I want to scream and cry and punch holes into walls and kick down doors and a bunch of other super-destructive shit like taking a baseball bat and smashing shit, but it’s not like I can do any of that, and imagining karma coming back to bite them in their asses isn’t really cutting it anymore. One of these days I’m just gonna snap, and I don’t know what’s gonna happen then. I really don’t. It scares me, it truly does.

Fuck this shit.

-Sam

P.S. I’m not gonna kill myself or my family or anything (because apparently I need to clarify this). Honestly, I think that would be a cop-out. Really not my style. I’m more of a flip-’em-the-bird, fuck-you-all-I-succeeded-despite-all-of-your-bullshit person, anyway.

In Less Than One Month I Will No Longer Be A Child

Hey. As some of you may know, in less than a month, on September 11, I will turn eighteen and will officially be an adult. Yikes.

I don’t feel like an adult. And I certainly don’t feel anywhere near ready to not be a child any more! It’s crazy. I don’t even feel seventeen! How am I supposed to feel like an adult when I already feel younger than I really am?!

I don’t want to grow up. Seriously, I have enough problems dealing with the responsibility of being an almost-adult as it is. Besides, I still don’t even schedule my own doctor’s appointments!

How can I be less than a month away from being an adult?

I don’t drive yet. I don’t even have my permit! I’ve had enough problems dealing with the process of enrolling in college. How am I supposed to navigate adulthood?

We're Adults Quote

Seriously, Grey’s Anatomy has the best quotes for anything!  click for original picture 

I keep trying to tell myself that I’m just worrying over nothing, that it’ll all be okay, but I can’t bring myself to believe it. Is this how everyone feels? Let me know your thoughts.

Okay, I was planning on a much longer post, but I have to go babysit in a couple minutes, so I have to go. Bye!

-Sam