Chin Up, Soldier- Anti-Bullying Week

So as it's coming to the close of Anti-Bullying week I couldn't let it pass by without saying something about the topic. I try to keep this internet space positive & tell people to think positively about themselves without thinking too much about what other people think about them.

Personally, I've always been acutely conscious of other people and what they say about me, and how they behave around me. But I realize now how little all the things that people said about me mattered. I think we automatically go towards hating bullies for what they do, and bullying them as well. But what I've come to learn with my experience with them is that they are probably the most broken of us all.

To all the people that have been bullied I'd like to say remember that you are important and that you matter. The things that feel like they are all consuming to you now will soon become minor issues. You will grow, you will mature and your situations will change.
And to the bullies out there, you're probably going through a lot, and brining others down for what you're feeling is a temporary high. Deal with your problems, and don't take them out on others. It isn't nearly as fulfilling as you're thinking it is.

To those who have been bullied just know that what other people say about you don't matter. Don't let anyone make you feel small. I struggled with understanding that I wasn't unimportant in this world and that no-one really cared. Someone does care. You do matter, and you matter a lot. We all matter. I came across the website You Matter a few months ago, and they work to tackle bullying, and send the message to young people that you do matter! You deserve to be here, and you're needed here.

Chin up, soldier. You will will through it.

Check out YouMatter.Us

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x Leah Symonne x

Close your eyes and see the world..

Sit down by the river and you will find that you're no bigger than what you are inside. Sit down by the river & you will find that you're no bigger than the birds that fly. 

Recently I've been thinking not only about how pretty the world is when we really stop and appreciate it all but how wrong it is that we think we are all small parts of a big machine. We are all significant pieces.
You hear people say all the time saying things like, "Life will be better once you realize no-one actually cares about you." or "You're just a minuscule part of a big universe."
And I think those things are just so false.
We aren't physically large in this universe, but our presence means something & something big. Rather than believing we're insignificant and a part of nothing, I believe we are all very important and part of everything. We are no bigger and better than anything or anyone, but rather a part of everything.

The sun does burn, and the sea is cold but we're all in the same growing boat. - Sam Garrett. 

(Also thank you to Lisa for exposing me to the wonderfulness that is Sam Garret from her latest video, which I think you should all watch right HERE).

x Leah Symonne x

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I just need a hug, to vent & a nap...

I sit here now staring at a blank white screen and a post that I can pretty much do whatever the hell I want with. Liberating and scary. I guess we'll see how this little spur of the moment turns out.
This blogging shtick gets to me sometimes, and not in a bad way. I enjoy it a great deal and really wish I could just it all day every single day & dedicate all my time to it. Sometimes I get nervous about what to post, and what not to as I've become well aware about what gets the most attention and what doesn't.  And I always want to make sure my posts bring something cool & original to the table & don't bore people. But today I just want to write. In my voice. That's what I do, right? I vent.
The wonderful Charly Cox, who I've once interviewed on this blog made this post yesterday, and it inspired me. Though this post won't be the same subject matter her openness & honesty is what's inspiring mine.

Sometimes I just want to take it back. Take back the pretty pictures. Take back the inspirational quotes & bring it to where it all started. When I just wrote and prayed that someone read. Before I came to this stage in my life, this stage in school, having to deal with and think about so much. Before a lot of things just changed. Before my thoughts became all-consuming.

Recently, I've just been feeling tired. I can't explain why. Tired of doing what I feel I have to do, rather than what I want to do. Tired of feeling like I'm being held back from things I want to do because of my age. Tired because I procrastinate so much I stay up way too late & wake up early. Tired of feeling like I'm not working to my full potential because I'm not doing what I love anymore. Tired of being forced to do things, and told to do things. Tired of getting to watch other people live out their dreams, while I wallow in mine and let them replay in my brian like an old worn record. Just, tired.
And quite frankly, I'm tired of thinking about all these things.

I just want to do, see and be. I want to get out and experience. It's very easy in life when getting wrapped up in work, to forget about play. To forget that you need something to look forward to. Some part of yourself to still hold on to, and believe in. I want to believe in myself again, and believe in what I can do. Believe I am strong enough and brave enough. Believe I'm worth all (& more than I want). I guess I just need to step back and look at the world as something else. Something where dreams live and flourish. Somewhere that allows people like me, to not feel like people like me. I want to see the world as the beautiful, hopeful, magical place I once believe so whole heartedly it was.

I guess I went off a bit there. Not really sure what I'm talking about, but I'm glad I spoke about it.

x Leah Symonne x

Pretty sure I'm still that girl...

I thought for today post let's not change into nicer clothes, or do my hair up for the camera. Let's just be the first thing in the morning Leah in an old T-Shirt and a hoodie. That's not always the easiest thing to do for a lot of girls, but it was refreshing for me.

People like to give others a hard time for "changing". Why is that? Changing personalities or routines are always seemingly a bad thing...? Who would want to still be the person they were in 8th grade when they're 17? That seems ridiculous, doesn't it?
I wouldn't say I've changed a whole lot, and I'm still the same girl who'd much rather spend my day in old T-shirts & hoodies than nice dresses. I'm still the same girl who likes to watch Spongebob on a Saturday morning with cereal. I'm still the same girl who giggles at stupid jokes. But, I still appreciate the fact that I am not completely the same. And, I'm happy about that. I wouldn't want to be the same girl I was 10 years ago. I cringe at the thought if I'm honest.
(Slowly trying to forget the person I was...3 weeks ago much less 10 years ago. So many bad outfit decisions...so little time). 

If people are giving you a hard time about "changing" then tell them a F off. Be proud of it. Say, "Yeah I've changed and I'm freaking happy I did." Change is what life's about. Staying stagnated and not growing up, developing and trying new things should never be your goal. Change is good, and change should be encouraged. In someway or another all change is for the best. Even if we didn't make the best decisions leading up to that change, we learned something, which helped us on our path of changing in the right way.

Quite frankly, if you look back on your life and can't see any change or progression...something ought to change...

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x Leah Symonne x