It Is Okay To Be Scared

It Is Okay To Be Scared

It's 2017 and "you're the bomb" has a whole new meaning.
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My normal morning routine of reading the Washington Post and New York Times has been flooded with horrendous events lately. I want to say that I am not scared for the future of our nation, but if I said that, I would be lying.

All I want to do at this very moment is give people who are affected by our worldwide violence a big hug. Usually, hugs make everything better, but in this case, I don't know what to do. For the first time in a long while, I feel helpless and lost about the uncertain future of our world.

I am normally the one who sees the world from a glass half full perspective. Right now, it is so hard to live that way when we are bombing innocent people and destroying lives. If that glass was filled with anything at this moment, it would be the tears of mankind. I am crying for the lives lost and affected by violence brought on by hate.

We have a saying at Southern Miss from the amazing Dr. Joe Paul, and it is to leave a place better than you found it. I want to do that for the world. I think that my generation is wondering how when so many terrible events have happened. It is impossible to know where to begin when we do not know how it will end up. However, as history shows, we have the ability to persist. Our world leaders have heavily discouraged the idea of a resistance, but in order to initiate the change we want. we must. In the words of the fabulous Hillary Rodham Clinton, we must "resist, insist, persist, and enlist. It is through the help of our worldwide resistance that things will start to point in the right direction.

I am proud to be an American, but I cannot be a proud American when our president is breaking up families and harming innocent people. If he is doing it to innocent people, what will happen when he steps on enemy lines? Another war is almost certain to happen at this rate, and I am scared of what is coming to us. With failed missile strikes already happening and directed at the United States, it is scary. What I have had to come to the realization of is that it is okay to be scared. Just as it was fine to get upset over the election results, it is okay to be scared. It's what we do with the tears that will define our millennial legacy. While we could easily turn our tears into bullets, let's turn them into hugs.

I know how easy it is to want to stick your middle fingers in the air and take a dose of Screwitol, but we cannot afford to do that. We have to become the architects for future generations and build the structure of our future on the foundation of our ancestors. We may build walls, but there will always be a window to let light in.

Cover Image Credit: New York Magazine

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A Letter To My Ex-Best Friend

I wish things had ended differently.

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You were my best friend for eleven years. We grew up together, hit milestones together, and did everything together. We helped each other through our parents' divorces, the struggles of high school, mental health breakdowns, and everything else that was thrown at us. Whenever I needed a pick me up, you were the one I went to.

You were a part of my family. You could walk right into my house and no one would even bat an eye. You fought with my brother the way I did and messed with my parents the way I did. You would even text my sister. Most of my family vacations included you. I got into some huge trouble with you, but we also thrived together.

We helped each other choose outfits. I dragged you along to all my dates because I was way too nervous to go alone. We had so many nights of endless laughter over things that really weren't even funny.

You were my person.

But high school changed things. We began to gravitate towards separate friend groups. No more good morning texts, no more venting about the annoying girl in your first period that had a crush on the same boy as you. I stopped hearing about your boy drama.

And one day it stopped completely.

When we saw each other in the hallways, we pretended we didn't. Our memories faded and became just that; memories. We stopped asking each other's lunch plans and making plans with each other in general. We once knew so much about each other we couldn't even tell where one person started and the other ended. But now we're strangers.

And boy, do I miss you.

A lot of people feel bitterness towards their ex-best friends. Angry at the way things ended. I just feel a longing for the way things once were. Yes, our friendship didn't really end in the most civil way. But that doesn't take away from the years of tears, laughter, family vacations, and countless memories we made.

I don't feel angry at you, I just wish we never lost each other.

I think about you a lot. Whenever I see you in passing or on social media, I think about what things may have been like if we never parted ways. I think about how strong our friendship would have been. And it honestly breaks my heart.

I want you to know I have no hard feelings towards you. I know things will never be the same, but I will cherish our memories forever.

Thank you for being such a huge part of my life.

Thank you for not only helping me grow up but growing up alongside me as well.

Thank you for getting me through the tough times, from my parents' divorce to something as simple as a middle school break up.

Thank you for being my person for my entire childhood. You are the reason I'm here today and I will never forget that.

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