Standing Up For Yourself

Photo thanks to wwarby

One of the hardest lessons I’ve had to learn since “becoming an adult” [read: moving out without any idea of what I’m doing] is how to get up, stand up. For myself, that is.

This article is for you if you’re afraid of confrontation. Worried about rocking the boat. Unsure of how to approach someone with a complaint. Let me start by saying: I sure am. All of the above. Yes and yes and yes. I don’t like conflict, confrontation, or making a scene. Hence, I steer clear. I ignore. I bottle up. I seethe frustration when I’m alone or to anyone who will listen.

This weekend in particular was enlightening. Turns out, I did something to annoy my roommate. I was discourteous. It bugged her. So she confronted me. Dearie me, is it really so easy as that? All this time, could I have just shot off an angry text, had a conversation, problem solved? Who knows. But as we sat down to talk about it, all the things I’d never said came bubbling out, fueled by frustration. I quickly realized how absurd it was that I had been bottling these things up for so long, that I should have said something at the time.

Of course, coming to this realization and implementing confrontational behaviour in the future are two very different things. Although I’ve learned my lesson, that doesn’t mean that I’m an expert at applying it. All I can share with you today are the thoughts I’ve been having about how to make it easier for myself (and you!).

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Favourite Nachos

There’s this tiny little vegetarian restaurant very close to where I live. It has delicious food, great music, and uses old desks as its tables – desks whose drawers are stuffed to the brim with hangman games, poems and quotes. It’s one of my favourite places to go out to eat because it’s both cheap and delicious, without being fast food.

Last week, I was craving their nachos – a mile-high plate of colourful veggies, tortilla chips and other assorted yum-yums. But since I’m on a strict, self-imposed, (slightly flexible) ban on going out for dinner, I decided to try and recreate them at home. To great success! Not only was the process quick & simple, the product was downright delectable.

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Count Your Blessings

Chances are, today you’re luckier than most.

You probably know where your loved ones are. You don’t have to look for them on the internet.

You can go to the grocery store and buy as much food as you want. You aren’t limited to 5 items at a makeshift outdoor supermarket.

You feel safe. You’re not worried about possible nuclear meltdown.

You’re in the comfort of your own home. You haven’t been evacuated to a shelter, leaving behind most of your posessions.

You’re healthy and happy. You aren’t part of a tragic, ever-growing death toll.

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Why Starting Sucks + Why You Should Do It Anyway

Image thanks to bradleypjohnson

Ooh, exciting. First new post on Life In Limbo. And very apt, too, since this post is about starting new things.

First, allow me to define “starting”. If you read Seth Godin, you’ll know what I mean. If you don’t read Seth Godin – what is wrong with you? Just kidding, but seriously get over there right now. And buy this book (Poke the Box). And read it.

Basically, the book can be summed up thusly (not that this does the book justice):

Start start start! Do it now! Feel the fear and don’t give a damn about it! Just do it!

“Starting” is, put simply, starting something. A project. A blog. A book. A website. A newspaper. It means putting into action that idea that’s been ruminating in your brain for months. It means stop thinking, start doing.

(For a considerably more succinct rendition of the above statements, turn to Seth – he is much more eloquent than I.)

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