If giving leaves you
you’re giving too much
to the wrong person.
Finals can blow me.
Happy Thanksgiving! Hug a turkey like this little fellow, don’t eat one!
I’m so thankful for everything in my life today. I hope every one of you has a beautiful Thanksgiving!
Cows are for mooing, not bbqing.
Symbolically, you remind people why eating meat is problematic, and that’s important. Carol Adams says that when you practice veganism, you’re essentially “standing in” for the animal who’s now a thing (food) and no longer present. Your very presence and choices remind people —however subtly— that the death of animals for pure enjoyment is wrong (and since it’s possible to live very well as a vegan, eating animals is nothing more than death for the sake of taste).
People break my heart every day with phrases like,
"I could never give up cheese."
"Animal experimentation is necessary."
"Zoos are fun, educational, and beneficial."
And “Animals were put here for us to use.”
I can acknowledge when I’m a shitty friend. And lately, I’ve been a shitty friend. I’m busy, and putting yourself out there is a hard thing to do…even with friends you already love. I’ve been fucked over in the past by so many girls, I guess its hard to believe some don’t do that. Yes, I know, I talk about friends the way some people talk about relationships…but I’ve just had that kind of luck overall.
It’s so easy to close yourself off. If you never ask people to hang out, they can’t say no. If you don’t ask what people are doing, you don’t feel left out. It’s a self-fulfilling prophecy really. I just don’t open up to people.
All my friends were always so surprised when I would break up with a boyfriend, or when I got engaged, because I don’t talk to people about my emotions very often. It’s scary, and I’m afraid they will think I’m weird like everyone has in the past. Sometimes it gets lonely cutting yourself off though.
I need to be a better friend. I need to put myself out there and be myself… even if means some people don’t want to be my friend and I feel rejected or left out. Yes, I sound like I’m in 6th grade.
…but does anything REALLY change that much socially? Are we really that different in our friendships and interactions then we were then? Let’s hope so. 6th grade wasn’t a good year for me.
And that concludes Liz’s honesty corner for the day. Thank you.
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