New Year, New America, Same Me?

Hello friends,

I am back after a nice, long break. I hope that you been doing well. Current mood: drinking a nice cab suav and listening to Lana del Rey. Bare with me….it’s unfortunately gone straight to my head hah.

As I sit here on a lazy Saturday night, I am left reflecting on the current state of affairs both in my personal life and in the context of the nation in which I live. I’ve yet to understand the wonder of the new year. Maybe it’s due to the fact that not much has changed. A change in regime doesn’t lead to sudden, magnificent change. In the same breath, the ringing in of a new calendar year does not promise the same.

I know that it’s late to address the new calendar year, but if you haven’t noticed a trend around here I like to get distance in order to reflect. I am not one to jump quickly to conclusions or decisions. I digress, but I think the point of this post is to question what the hell I’m actually doing with my life. It may be the wine or the melancholy of my queen Lana’s voice, but it’s two months into the new year and I have yet to feel that spark that seems to hit some individuals. I personally hate new year’s resolutions, but I can’t help but subconsciously make them. Unfortunately, I’ve set myself up for failure yet again.

I have such an intense fear o failure that I am constantly neglecting things that need to be done or perpetually postponing them. I spoke to a friend the other day about my present discouragement. She gave me some sound advice. She told me that “You can only work with what you have right now. You can’t make decisions for the future because you don’t have that moment and the knowledge/ circumstances that may accompany it. You can only make decisions for this present moment because that’s all you have. A series of moments.” (BTW thank you love). It was freeing. I guess that I just wanted to share. Instead of being shackled to your past and crippled by your future, I encourage you look a your life as a series of these small moments where you are completely in control. Do not let hypotheticals dictate your everything.

I am determined to avoid the same mistakes and traps that I consistently find myself in. You can’t be trapped while living in the moment. So yes it is a new year, I hope that it’s a new America, and every moment breeds a new me. I’ve grown just by existing. I know one more thing that I knew a moment ago. I have more knowledge that I once did. It gives me a sense of peace. I feel more empowered to tackle small changes in my life. For instance, I cooked for the first time in a really long time. I love cooking, but it takes so much mental energy that I do not have most days. I had to challenge myself to break the task into a series of moments. Making the decision to fill the pot, making the decision to heat the stove, and so on and so forth.

I hope that this helps even one person out there. I also hope that this was coherent. I’m vibing too much to do a re-read haha.

I hope that y’all enjoy your weekends.

Yours always,

M

First Date Chronicles(4): A Meditation on Singleness and Situationships

Happy Saturday my friends!

I wanted to talk to you all about something that has been on my mind a lot lately. Singleness and its implications in the world of online dating.

Online dating has created a strange culture surrounding dating and relationships. We’ve formed a very transactional view regarding our connections with others. This has led to a number of cultural phenomenons such as the slow fade, ghosting, and even gaslighting (Side note: it’s an excellent movie. I encourage you to check it out. Ingrid Bergman is phenomenal). One thing that the tangled web of online dating has shown is that we crave genuine human connection, but many of us are afraid of the implications. We have created a world in which relationships can be formed and broken by matching and just disappearing. We’ve learned not to value human connection and yet we crave it. How may times must me encounter a just casual to come to this realization? What even is a just casual? What is the point of having a relationship without the commitment or the emotional engagement? At the end of the day, no one wants to be alone and online dating has given individuals a way of taking numerous short-cuts to having someone. I’m not saying that it’s impossible to find genuine connection, but it is certainly quite difficult particularly in certain age groups. I’m also not judging anyone for taking this route. It’s just not necessarily for me. All of this has come to light in the midst of me forming what many would lovingly call a “situationship”.

Unlike most situationships, mine lacks all physicality, but it involves a lot of emotional intimacy. I find myself in a friendship with the emotional intimacy typically associated with a romantic relationship. To start, yes I did meet this individual on a dating app. I’m not even sure how we matched to be honest. He told his sister that it’s due to the fact that I didn’t see how short he is…he’s probably right. Sue me! What started as casual conversation slowly turned into daily calls for hours. Suddenly, something clicked in me. Perhaps it’s the avoidant in me, but as the emotional intimacy grew I found myself pushing him away. Not necessarily as a friend, but as a potential romantic interest. I hate the word “friend zone”, but it’s exactly what I’ve done. I must admit that I do have feelings for him, but as soon as I was faced with the prospect of true intimacy I turned away from it– potentially robbing myself of something that could be good for me. I’m waiting in vain for us to reach that dreaded impasse where we must confront the obvious mess that we’ve created. I’m not certain how I’ve found myself in this position yet again. It seems to be becoming a trend. Perhaps, I’m the secondary component of casual. There’s the individual with which someone might share physical intimacy and there’s another individual with which they share emotional intimacy. It is easy for romantic relationships to dissipate especially since there is always another option that is just a swipe away. I suppose that some part of myself can acknowledge that I find solace in not having to lose the potential emotional intimacy that comes with the dissolving of a romantic relationship. I’m beginning to question whether or not my current perspective is the symptom of the disease or a cause of it. Perhaps, deep down we’ve all come to fear vulnerability and the fear of loss that can come with it. We’ve created a world in which we never have to feel it. In the age of connectedness, we’re more hidden than ever before.

Let me know what you think!

Yours always,

EM

Saturday Musing: Adulthood-When Mundane Becomes Extraordinary

Being an adult is an underrated form of being extraordinary. After a day of cleaning (well half cleaning) the house, I’m sitting here writing this post. I’m not sure why this never donned upon me before, but being an adult is truly extraordinary. After an exhausting week of work, we are greeted by the weekend. A time we are supposed to reserve for rest and relaxation. A time that many of us reserve for doing the work in our lives that doesn’t get recognition or pay-cleaning, cooking, paying the bills, going to the grocery store, and general preparation for the week ahead. Adulthood and life in general is composed of these little, mundane moments. That’s why we fail to acknowledge our extraordinary. I didn’t feel like waking up early in order to preserve my sleep schedule and I certainly didn’t feel like getting out of bed today. Yet, I did.

We are so sold upon the idea of what we have to do that we forget to appreciate ourselves for getting it done. Yes, the house must be cleaned and the bills need to be paid, but it doesn’t make us any less extraordinary for doing those things. During our early years, we are rewarded for our efforts through very obvious forms of advancement. We move up in grade levels, earn diplomas, and for some of us degrees. Finally, if we’re lucky, we get our first job. That’s where it ends. No matter how many promotions you may get or cities that you move to, your life is defined by the mundane because adulthood is mundane. However, the extraordinary comes in when we choose to embrace the mundane. Some days we may run from it and that’s okay, but on average we get things done without so much as a second thought.

I always saw the extraordinary in my mother. It seemed like she moved through life with ease-no small feat for a single mother. I didn’t realize it growing up, but there’s nothing easy about it at all. I was even selling her extraordinary short. She made a million selfless, mundane decisions that kept our world turning. Her extraordinary was beyond what I could fathom. So today, and every day, take time to appreciate yourself for the mundane-especially if you’re a parent. Just know that your mundane is what makes you extraordinary.

I’d love to hear from you. Let me know what makes your mundane extraordinary.

Sincerely,

EM

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