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Think – Reblog – Share – Answer

This week on So You Know I am going to ask you to really think about your answers to the following questions. I also would like to say that I understand if you do not care to answer them publicly but I do ask you to reblog this post. Why? Because I think the questions I am going to ask need to be asked of others to encourage them to think about the way they (we) as individuals operate.

I only ask you to participate if you can be 100% honest. I feel that many, if they are being honest, will not want to share their answers.

Previous S.Y.K. posts: 1, 2, 3, 4…


I like to keep it pretty simple around here and here are a few things to keep in mind while participating:

  • There are no right or wrong answers… Your answers = Your opinion = Your life
  • Answer a few or one, whatever you are comfortable with
  • Pingback to any S.Y.K. post
  • Use the hashtag #SYK to tag your post
  • Be real. If you feel a certain type of way, say it. You were asked your opinion (double dog dare)

Extra info.

  • A number of questions will be asked. At least 1, no more than 5.
  • Questions will range in subject from cherries to prostitution.
  • Participation will consist of you creating a post on your website, listing the questions and responding.
  • Pingback to any SYK post
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  • How much of what you do for other others is conditional?
  • Are you driven by motive?
  • Who do you think of when you offer assistance to someone in need?
  • If you see someone, a stranger in distress, do you….. A. look the other way B. hang around to see if they receive help C. jump to aid them without thought D. help if you have time???
  • Do you feel integrity is a moral or something created by society that guilts us to follow societal standards?

Last weeks S.Y.K. was a combination of gross and funny and I was surprised at the honesty of two of my fave’s… Ashley and Beckie. Thank you for participating each Monday and for being transparent with your followers.

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Hey!

Hi. Hello. Howdy…

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It’s good you chose today to stop by because this week’s challenge is meant to bring laughter so keep that in mind when you participate…if you participate…please just participate!!

I’m in the mood to laugh so I believe I will go ahead and play along this week by answering today’s questions in today’s post!! How about that??

I bet you think I forgot like last week… Tricked ya!! I just decided to try posting at a different time. So, let’s review:

Update*  the editor was acting cray-zzzz yesterday and I could not complete specific parts of this weeks challenge.  I apologize for the delay in posting*


I like to keep it pretty simple around here and here are a few things to keep in mind while participating:

  • There are no right or wrong answers… Your answers = Your opinion = Your life
  • Answer a few or one, whatever you are comfortable with
  • Pingback to any S.Y.K. post
  • Use the hashtag #SYK to tag your post
  • Be real. If you feel a certain type of way, say it. You were asked your opinion (double dog dare)

Extra info.

  • A number of questions will be asked. At least 1, no more than 5.
  • Questions will range in subject from cherries to prostitution.
  • Participation will consist of you creating a post on your website, listing the questions and responding.
  • Pingback to any SYK post
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  • Have you ever wet your pants or the bed as an adult?  Ages 18- current age?  I used to sleepwalk and… yupp, it involved using the restroom except I always got lost on my way to the bathroom and would end up having to go so bad that I would just go where I stood.  Whether it was in a laundry basket, my bedroom floor (thank God we had hardwood floors), a corner in room and I even tried to do so in a crisper drawer of the refrigerator!!!!  Isn’t this the craziest thing you’ve ever heard??? In my defense, it started when I was a young child but it got worse when I was drinking.  Needless to say, I haven’t had an “episode” in almost four years and for that I am grateful.  hahahahaha

  • Who is your all-time favorite comedian?  How would you describe the style of comedy you enjoy? I would probably have to say, David Spade.  I think I heard of some bad allegations against him here recently and that is a shame but regardless I find him hilarious!  I consider his style to be a dry, honest, cold style of comedy.  This kind of comedy can’t be argued and that is what makes it so funny.  Basically, it is the truth delivered in a comical format.  There is no denying the talent out there and I enjoy many comedians who have a variety of styles but if I had to choose one, it would be him.  Jo Coy is another that I love to watch and cannot resist snorting because I am laughing so hard.

  • Do you and your friends and/or family have a funny person in your circle?  Luckily, yes!!  My uncle is actually a magician and a comedian.  I used to have different characters I would play when we were growing up.  My brother and sister would laugh and laugh at me.  Of course, I would never do it in front of anyone else but still to this day my sister brings up Ethel (my real old lady character).  Anytime I am around my sister all we do is laugh.  She is the person I laugh with the most.
  • Are you good at telling jokes?  Not at all!  The problem for me is that I am too logical and sadly, I rarely ever “get it” -the punchline.

Last weeks question and my answer:

Who are you? And who are you not?


Well, I am not exactly sure.  This year began a journey of self-discovery.  I have an idea but I will revisit this question when I can answer with certainty.

I am not a thief, a social person, a follower, or a hypocrite.

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In Search Of

In Search Of-Revenge of Eve

Realizations

I had an epiphany the other day when I published Southern Belle from Hell. I even said it in the letter.

If two strangers have the same negative experience with you, you need to check yourself…..

And then I went on to say that I encounter these type of women on a daily basis, in which I do but…

I do not take back nor apologize for what I said in the letter…but what I will do is acknowledge my part.

What the hell am I doing?

Is it the fact that I am manic? (I need to admit that to myself because it is what it is…right?) Today I am too much for people and I can see how. I have been medication free for almost three months so that sounds about right.

Back on my meds again, soon? As much as I hate it, it’s a possibility.

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Hold up…do I hate it? If I did I would be curving to the temptations of astigmatism. I do not hate it. I am embracing It.

Sitting with it.

Allowing it to be just as it is.

This is my first ever omission to mania. I usually try to hoard it and keep it bottled in. In all honesty, it was this post on The Bipolar Writer, written by C.M. North, that cued me to tune in.

This is my first time to recognize, better yet, acknowledge the symptoms of my mania.

Everything is overwhelming. My senses are heightened and I feel…discombobulated.

Out of it.

Someone needs me.

I am forgetting something.

My mind races 1,000 mph.

I take things personally.

I am not in my lane.

I am in search of…..

This is when I unintentionally hurt peoples feelings. I am brutally honest, often unapologetically. My truth is being exposed so….fuck it, I’ll expose yours.

Paranoia sets in.

The whispers start. And it isn’t my imagination because they are talking about me. They talk about how I am mean, bossy, and a bitch yet they claim to not judge others or even better, they understand.

I don’t even understand.

I question if I should ride this wave a bit longer. But I know I shouldn’t because it affects everyone. Not just me.

I go to extremes and the fall…

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the fall is brutal, puncturing any progress I’ve made along the way. As I rapidly type this, no really you should see my thumbs tapping away, I am putting together the puzzle of my life. My eyes are opening but the question that remains is,

Am I ready to not be this way? It’s all I know but all I am discovering. And all I wish to go away.

You may say, ” you act like you have a choice”.

I think I do and it is others who my mania effects negatively and maybe I am tired of dumbing myself down for them. No one cares that I am sensitive. Nope, all they remember are my words. Their truth.

Subsequently

Having a mental illness is a challenge. Having cooccurring disorders is torcher. The gravitational pull into the abyss is daunting. It glitters, inviting me into its embrace. The familiarity is the bait. The contentment, isolating. Before you know it, a hospital gown with no underwire bra. No drawstring pants. The exciting time of your day is med time.

We are caged.


In Search Of-Revenge of Eve

After some research and sleep, I woke refreshed. There has been a huge shift with the moon. This explains everything. If you have followed R.O.E. for any length of time, you have heard me speak of the moon and the effects it has on me. This type of shift hasn’t happened in 9 years!!.

When I often discuss the way I feel with energy it is referred to as being an empath. I have never really liked calling myself that because it seems to be a trend of sorts. I do my best to stray away from the trends of our society.

Yesterday it was too much too handle. I wasn’t. Feeling what everyone else feels can be a gift but it can also be paralyzing.

I do wonder if I should stop labeling myself as bipolar. What we think, we become and this has always been my belief. Ironically I’ve not ever put it to good use.

I don’t say that because I am in denial. It is the stigmatism attached that is negative and that in itself weighs on me. I understand that not everyone feels to the extremes in which I do but what about that makes me ill? Or disordered?

I am tackling these types of things on a daily basis as I grow in my understanding of who I am. It is a struggle to feel everything but I am realizing that I would rather this than to be medicated. It’s sad that being thrown into a hospital is the solution for those of us who have yet to set interpersonal boundaries for ourselves.

Imagine if you will… You walk into a room and you are technically “happy”. Suddenly you are hit with a sense of anger and confusion. And from there you navigate around the area and begin feeling feelings of sadness and before you know, you’ve jumped back to happy all within a 30-minute time frame. I don’t care who you are, that’s a lot. This is what I experience if I do not put up barriers.

I had gotten really good at putting up walls to not allow everything to impact me. Slowly I’ve let them down not remembering why I had initially built them. Now….. I raise them which is much easier said than done.

Although I may not understand what is going on, I am fully aware that my life is shifting. As I reread this it jumps all over the place but there is legit sense to it. I just hope I come out on the better end of things. Kinder to myself and more open to others. Right now the fog that lifts is one of pain. I don’t want to be calloused. I want to love. Starting with myself.

Love you peeps!!

2.19.19

Reminders:

It is ok to share your opinion, respectively.

How others process it isn’t a reflection of you.

We each have our own perception that stems from our life experiences.

Be your bold, risk-taking self, be kind to others and most importantly to yourself.

Respect boundaries.

Your own and others.

No assumptions.

No expectations.

Be still.

Reflect often.

Love always.

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