I just wanna create and fight for others. That’s all. Honestly, that reflects on my first year of college changing from being a criminal justice major to a ceramics major.
When I went into college the creative side of me was mainly drawing and an occasional hallmark type short story. Nothing too wild. I had created this blog during my first year of college. I wrote maybe five posts in the first year. I was into beauty Youtubers and 2015 was the time where they were also putting their stuff on blogs. I was like yeah this is the way to becoming something. LOL
I don’t remember when my posts started to transition into what they have become. And maybe that’s because I’ve transitioned with them. In the beginning, I wanted to talk about fashion and makeup and more superficial things. I am not saying those things aren’t important because they are. I know firsthand how those things can change lives for the good. And to those who do spend their time focusing on those things, keep doing those great things, but I became interested in sharing the truth that life likes to cover up.
When I was younger I wanted to be a humanitarian. I wanted to fight for those who didn’t have anyone to fight for them. Someone recently asked me why I am rebellious and maybe this is why. I “rebel” in a fighting for justice kind of way. Fight for what I think deserves to be fought for.
After certain things came to surface, in my personal life, a few months ago it made me want to fight even more for the truth and protection of others, especially women and minorities.
Things are going to happen. Painful things. If some of those things are things that I can fight to change I am going to. Even if it’s just making people aware. Even if it’s just me being there for someone when they need to talk. The little things can make the biggest difference.
We look up to people for a reason.
The people who we look up to tend to be the ones who take advantage of their platform. They are the ones who don’t sit and watch others. They are the ones who work hard for what fires their hearts. They are people who aren’t afraid to step on some toes. I listen to Kate and Oliver Hudson’s podcast, “Sibling Revelry.” Their recent episode was about the passing of Kobe Bryant. Oliver said that the reason why he loved Kobe was that he had this ambitious attitude. An attitude that was like, “Come at me, but I’m going to fight back.” He was constantly working at bettering himself whether it be at basketball or being a father.
I have this platform of writing. It doesn’t have a huge following, but that’s the thing you don’t need a lot of people to make a difference. Yes, it does help, but it’s not necessary to make a change in the world. It’s like voting. People say why vote since it’s not going to change who wins. Nearly half of the voting-age population didn’t vote in the 2018 midterm. Imagine what difference it would have made if they had decided to vote.
I am guilty of just sitting low and watching even with all the things burning in my heart to fight for. The older I get the more I realize that my sitting quiet can be just as bad as doing the act myself. I can use my voice for those who can’t.
So I and my “rebellious” self is going to do that.








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