I’m sure by now you have heard about the passing of actor and comedian, Robin Williams. Williams, who was 63, was found unconscious and not breathing inside his home in Tiburon, California, on Monday, August 11, 2014. He was pronounced dead of suspected suicide. Since then an outpouring of mourning, remembrance and sadness has been flooding every media outlet. It’s become apparent that Robin Williams wasn’t just an entertainer, but for the many people out there in the world, he was an inspirational light that has touched so many with his kindness. Continue reading “Living As A Light”
Lately I’ve been seeing way too many people talking about how they were stuck in situations where they didn’t want to be in. They complain of not having the time, money or opportunity to go out and do the thing that they would like to do. Instead of attempting to take each moment as a new chance to break away from their currently trajectory they put their blinders up and continue on the same path. But there is a way to break the mold. You are never too old or too young to chase your dreams and seize the day, and you can always change your situation or at least change the way you experience life. Continue reading “Carpe Diem”
They say when life gives you lemons you make lemonade, but often times you feel as though there aren’t enough sweeteners anywhere else no matter what you do to take the bitterness of life away. It’s in these times where you feel like just dumping the bitter lemonade on the floor and giving up, even though you shouldn’t. In these times you should rebuild this metaphorical lemonade with your own sweeteners and make the best damn lemonade that you possibly can make.
The majority of my friends and family right now are going through some tough times. Financial problems, relationship status changes, health problems, life shifts, or in my case all of the above. They call to tell me their frustrations, and often times they feel as though there is nothing they could do about their situations. Continue reading “Life’s Lemons”
I was raised on the edge of a small country town where the land was vast and the amount of dairy cows roaming around almost outnumbered the people. If I walked down my street out of the small opening that gave access to the rows of picture perfect suburban houses, I was greeted with a lonely back road that winded its way through green pastures and an abundance of rich growing crop. Everyone either owned a farm, some land, a dairy or new someone who owned one. Life was of a slower pace, but almost everyone I knew owned a gun.
My grandfather took me out in the back yard once when I was a kid to show me how a rifle works. He reminded me over and over again about how you should always treat any gun like the safety was off and it was loaded. I was never to point it at anyone, and I was told to always be cautious. When I wasn’t spying through the sight and firing the rifle at a distant target, the safety was on and the rifle was unloaded and pointed in a safe direction with my fingers off of the trigger. I even went to the shooting range with my dad where the same rules were reiterated. I was raised by family and around friends who was either in the police department, in the military, or both at one time or another, so guns were just another part of everyday life for me. Continue reading “How I Feel About Gun Control”
A young man walks by himself alongside a pathway on a large bridge. He looks over the railing separating him from the ledge that’s outstretched over a frigid river. He can hear the water as it quickly thrashes around below his feet. A cold chill brushes past his exposed face reminding him that a tear had rolled down the side of his cheek. The young man then slowly lifts his leg, one and then the other, over the railing. He stands on the edge of the ridge and pauses for a second as he tries to clear the frustration from his mind. Then he jumps.
This is the story of one gay teen who had suffered enough bullying to push him over the edge.
Recently, several teenagers from California to Rhode Island committed suicide a little while ago, including New Jersey college student Tyler Clementi, who jumped off a bridge into the Hudson River.
According to a story from ABC News, Tyler was the victim of bullying and the invasion of his privacy after, prosecutors say, his roommate and a friend secretly streamed his sexual encounter with a man on the Web. He was hurt and made fun of like so many other gay and lesbian teens spanning the world are right now. And it’s time that something should be said.
According to SAVE, suicide is the third leading cause of death for young people ages 15-24 years old. Adolescents that were rejected by their families for being gay were 8.4 times more likely to report having attempted suicide, according to a Youth Risk Behavior Surveillance Survey. But the sad fact of the matter is that the majority of these suicide attempts could have been prevented.
A heartfelt attempt at tolerance and understanding could have saved Tyler Clementi. His life was shattered the second his private affair went public. He was a human being who suffered from gay bashing with a cyber twist. And it shouldn’t matter if you believe that homosexuality is a sin or not because these are people that we are dealing with. We live alongside the same pathway in the world with these souls. And I just hope we can all understand this fact before we push another person over the edge.