For a while now, I have been missing my childhood and school friends, weren’t those the days? ☺️
Except I now feel the need to make you smile instead, by simply letting you know that I too miss you and love you – as friends. 😜
If it’s a one way street, that’s ok too, just know that I care, regardless.
Thank YOU, for always accepting me for who I am.
For sharing / making some of those cherished memories with me.
Thank YOU, to old friends and new,, for remaining besides me, for continuing to be there still.
Thank YOU also, for being one of the reasons why I smile.
If you want to learn sign language or needed an interpreter for an appointment, would you settle for someone who knows only the basics and perhaps a little more? You would not because you would want a qualified sign language tutor or a registered interpreter – right? So that you could be fully confident of what you were being taught / told.
Then why are people (especially the deaf) sharing very personal videos about their mental health issues and sharing them to a secret group, run by an admin team and members that are NOT qualified to relatively advise?
I from personal experience appreciate that friendly support can be therapeutic and is better than nothing but it’s potentially dangerous in such a social media group. Thank you, but no thank you. I’ll stick to sites provided by qualified counsellors.
I saw very early on how certain people would only show us, what they wanted us to see. How people used and still use, social media as a tool, to manipulate and engineer illusions. Negativity I could sometimes let pass but not when it gave cause for concern and having been able to be there for others gave me reason to remain. I know how and what some of you are experiencing… for I do see YOU. 💖
YOU have been the only reason why, I am still on social media. Sure, I have my own frustrations and my own ghosts to deal with but they’re mine and not anyone else’s to bear. I find myself having to sit on my hands sometimes, bite my lips whenever I witness one of the many forms of injustice… Sometimes I just cannot resist! 😝 I dislike being a bystander to it, for fear of inviting it. Some people find me intimidating but that’s their problem. Some people choose to ignore me, that’s once again their problem. Some people choose to be angry… let them waste their time being so. They and my ghosts should not, and do not, dictate me or my precious time. Don’t let them dictate yours.
I choose to focus on my kids because who knows where we will be, this time tomorrow. It is only those who have knocked on deaths door who understands where I truly come from, only those who have personally experienced the quagmires of depression who can relate. Why I am, who I am.
Everyone is different and are at different stages in their lives. How you choose to proceed or react, is up to YOU entirely. Let nothing influence or manipulate YOU.
Today has been another one of those strange days, full of reflection and acceptance whilst walking amongst strangers.
Remembering the importance of self value, care and love.
The happiness from within (and not for a reason, simply because that reason can be taken away.)
How our past experiences continuously teaches us to introspect, learn from, in order to improve and grow.
Concluding once more, anyone that’s proud and honoured to be my friend, willing to walk besides me, will find a friend in me.
I found out on Friday night a friend had passed away just before the summer. I was so afraid to hear more in case it confirmed my fears. It was sadly confirmed and I have had loads of wobbly moments since.
What if I could have made a difference had I not put in so much distance? Questions like that haunted me.
But now, I’m ok because best friends always say, “It’s ok, to be sad. It’s ok, to have these wobbly moments. It’s ok, to ask questions. It’s ok, to be honest. It’s ok, to say no. It’s ok, I’m always here for you.”
Don’t bottle things up and just talk. That’s always been my downfall in case I affected the other person’s mood or feelings.
A best friend doesn’t and wouldn’t mind, simply because we matter to them.
Keeping the Tree House fb group going as a wise friend put it “was a form of self defeatist self abuse.”
I have long since been locked “in an intimidated interaction.”
The damage has been done, by all those who consciously chose to target, to spread slander & manipulative lies, acted on their disdain simply because they could not succeed in playing games with me. They could not get what they wanted which was their own way and my Tree House.
The Tree House fb group is now, closed.
The website however, will remain open to view as a lot of hard work has been put into it. I thank once again, all those who willingly contributed and kindly supported.
By removing myself from the equation, mainly the negativity generated by the offenders of the deaf world, I am now free.