Hi guys! It's been about a week since I've been around and I'm sorry for that if you missed me in any way. My life has been a little crazy (it's been really really cool though) and I kind of didn't figure out how to keep my blog updated. Well without any more excuses here I leave you guys with my new blog post in which I make an attempt to analyze the phenomenom of the glorification of depression and negativism that my generation has decided to worship, and which I hate dearly.
Creo que el 99.9% de población del mundo esta de acuerdo conmigo en que estar triste o deprimido no es en ninguna manera divertido. A pesar de esto, mi generación a decidido que es súper chevere glorificar la tristeza y la depresión como si fuera lo mas hermoso del mundo. Como ya saben probablemente si leen este blog, yo soy amante de tumblr. Algo que encuentro ahí a menudo son fotos artísticas con quotes totalmente deprimentes con lindos paisajes de fondo o hasta fotos de cortadas, mostrándolas como cicatrícez de victoria. Yo no se ustedes, pero a mi toda la vida las cicatrices de self-harm me han dado fóbia/pánico. No crean que es porque no respeto a las personas que lo hacen o han hecho o que pienso que solo lo hacen para llamar la atención. A mi me me da mucha rabia cuando no entiendo. Me hace sentir estúpida y me sofoco rápido (sí, se que tengo que trabajar en eso). No entiendo que podría poseer a alguien para cortarse a si mismo. Me da mucho dolor la idea de la miseria que deben sentir y se me aguan los ojos con solo pensarlo.
I'm positive that 99.9% of humanity agrees with me in that being sad or depressed is in no way fun. In spite of this, my generation has decided it's super cool to glorify being sad as if it was the most beautiful thing to ever exist. As you may already know, if you read this blog I really love tumblr. Something I find there often are artsy pictures with totally depressing quotes with like pretty scenarios as backgrounds or sometimes there's even pictures of people showing of their self-harm scars as someone would show off a trophy. I don't know about you guys, but all my life I've been phobic of self-harm scars. Don't think that it's because I don't like self-harming people or because I think that they're trying to call attention or anything. Something that gets me really mad is not understanding, it makes me feel really stupid. And I sincerely do not understand what would posses someone to cut himself/herself. Just the idea of the pain and misery they must feel makes my eyes water.
NO entiendo porque alguien quisiera glorificar eso. Gente que no esta deprimida llamando esas fotos hermosas, como si la tristeza fuera the best way to go, casi que invitando a los demás a expresar sus penas de la misma mánera y a estar deprimidos tambien. Eso no esta bien. Las cortadas de alguien no deben llamarse hermosas, estas personas necesitan ayuda! No otras personas que les digan que lo que están haciendo esta bien y que es "hermoso" cuando no lo es, es triste. La gente, especialmente los adolescentes tienen que entender que "depresión" y "belleza" no son lo mismo. Entiendo que las cosas pueden ser hermosas a pesar de ser tristes, pero hay demasiada gente que los trata como si fueran sinónimos.
I DON'T understand why somebody would want to glorify such a feeling. People that are not depressed calling these pictures beautiful, as if sorrow was the best way to go. Almost as if inviting everyone else to be depressed as well and cut to relieve their pain. This is in no way okay. Somebody's cuts should not be called beautiful, this people need help! Not more people encouraging them and calling their self-harm "beautiful" when it clearly isn't, it's sad. People, teenagers specially need to understand that "sad" does not equal "pretty". I understand that something can be very beautiful in spite of being really sad, but those are exceptions. These two are not synonyms.
Entiendo lo difícil que puede ser la vida, pero a pesar de todo es HERMOSA, y mientras mas leo The Secret y veo otras cosas de self-help y positivismo mas ganas me dan de vivir feliz como Dios manda. Les prometo que si les hes difícil sigan intentandolo, es posible ser feliz. Yo era una persona sumamente negativa y cambie ese aspecto de mi para este 2014 y les puedo decir que ese pequeño cambio de perspectiva le ha dado a mi vida un giro de 360 para lo mejor. Aprecio a todas y cada una de las personas que leen mi blog y en serio les deseo lo mejor, por favor ámense a ustedes mismos!
Coman saludable, vístanse para ustedes mismos no para impresionar a nadie, ejercítense, sean agradecidos por el simple hecho de estar vivos y sean felices.
Los amo.
-gaby
Life can be really tough, I know but in spite of it all its BEAUTIFUL and the more I read the secret and other self-help books and other positive stuff more excited I get about living happy, like the Lord wants me to. I promise that if looking at the bright side is hard for you, you need to keep trying! You owe it to yourself:) I was a really negative person and this 2014 I decided to be my best self, and that meant as positive as I could be, and I promise you that just that change of perspective has given my life a spin of 360 for the best. I appreciate anyone who takes the time to read my posts a lot and I really do wish you guys the best, please please please love yourselves. Eat healthy, dress like you like to dress, not to impress anybody else, work out, be grateful to be alive and just be happy!
Love you ALL.
-Gaby
