Understanding

I understand that we are in a very sensitive time now, - racially, sexually - where we are able to acknowledge and be better than we've been in the past.  Personally, I've always just kind of thought people were people who should be judged on their merits and their behaviour, not on their skin colour, ethnicity, or gender - but what do I know?

When friendships fade

It used to be a simple thing when friendships shifted out of tune and people faded from your life.  They used to just go away, and you didn't see them anymore.   You had some great memories, but unless you ran into them on the street somewhere, or made some valiant gesture to try to keep them in your life, they were just gone.

With all the various forms of social media, if you've friended or tagged or snapped with that person, you still see their presence in the world.  As a Facebook friend you have to watch as their life goes on without you.   It's not really painful; it just makes you wonder how you could be forgotten. 

One way of thinking...

This is a fabulous article.  And says many things that I was thinking as I first saw the Vanity Fair cover.

Caitlyn Jenner's Vanity Fair cover conforms to Ages Old Male Standards of Beauty - from The Toronto Star (06/02/15)

It's definitely a valid life choice for Caitlyn Jenner to follow her heart to make changes to herself and to allow the public to follow her journey to attempt change in the world.  But does she have to use an out-dated female stereotype to exhibit that change?

Edit:
A friend posted this on Facebook.  Good for Jon Stewart!
Jon Stewart made a brilliant point about Caitlyn Jenner that nobody's talking about

2014 Wrap Up

So, this has been an interesting year.  Mostly in the past two months, work-wise, and otherwise, not really at all.  For unforeseen circumstances, I have had added responsibility, and managed to handle it all fairly gracefully, which is both good because it gives me background when applying for new and exciting positions, and bad because I've had to be stuck at the Complex to accomplish it.  I'm still anxious to find a new position for reasons too numerous to list here.  And I hope that I'm not so desperate for something new that it comes across to anyone who chooses to offer me an interview.

I may be losing my mind (re: TSwizzle)

It's a Taylor Swift song, and I actually like it.  Not just tolerate-it-because-it's-catchy-and-it-gets-stuck-in-my-head-for-hours-at-a-time, but actually like it.

I'm afraid for my sanity.  Seriously.

Deep

I feel like I'm drowning.  Every time I think I may be able to take a deep breath, fill my lungs, something drags me back under.  I don't know what to do.

There are supportive hands and voices out there,  but the most heard thing is "What are you going to do to change it?"  If I knew that, wouldn't I already be doing it?

And so I continue to tread water, with as much strength as I can, waiting for the tide to change, to give me a chance to save myself.  I cam only rely on that.