"Still, in the spirit of our community, I have learned the power of acknowledging that I am indeed a Perfectly Imperfect Perfectionist who serves a Perfect God, Who's always perfecting me."
December is always a particular month for me. Naturally, I enjoy all of the typical things that most people love about the month. The crisp feel of cold weather, the joy of Christmas time, and the pending start of a new year. However, this month is always extra special for me. The month of December carries a few commemorative celebrations that I uniquely enjoy.
"Hate it or love it; there is a fact about us as humans, especially us 'so-called' progressive, and technologically advanced millennials, post-millennials, and Gen Z'ers. We have proven that we sadly believe that we are only as good as we are concluded to be better than someone else."
I'm not sure if you know this or not (and I know you do), but the internet is proving to be bad for your health. Specifically, social media. Even more specific, mental health.
Senior Contributor, Alice G. Walton, composed an article for Forbes called "New Studies Show Just How Bad Social Media is for Mental Health." Within the writing, she outlined specifically how sites like Facebook, Instagram, Snapchat, and Twitter were aiding in the decline of its user's mental well-being. The article talks about several studies done by universities and researchers concerning social media and its impacts on our mental health.
"However, until we start a dialogue with the uninformed who hope to become allies, I believe it will never be trendy, only tragic."
It has been said that the conversation about “mental illness” in the 21st century, is one that’s become trendy and chic.
Yeah (sigh), okay.
In fairness, I understand why such a thought may exist. I believe this notion stands because for the first time in our western society, conversations about mental health are actually happening, and (even better) they’re accepted. No, we aren’t talking about mental health now because it’s some new phenomenon. Make no mistake about it, I believe that the need to address mental health, has been a real-world matter for as long as mankind has been in existence.
"During these moments, ensure to regulate your expectations. No, you won’t craft poems like the late and great Maya Angelou, blog posts like Darren Rowse, or stories like Stephen King."
True story. In this very moment, literally right now, I KNOW THAT I need to write. I know that if I want to maintain this blog, then my fingas’ have got-sta’ keep these keys a clackin’. After all, you can’t produce content, if you won’t create content.
However, in complete honesty I have to admit that I’m really having some trouble catching my “flow.” By “flow” I mean the beloved Word Pour. It’s that place of writing when your thoughts and your fingers are moving in great synchronization. It’s when you’re producing pages in mere minutes. It’s the zone where only typos slow you down. Today, I could only wish I was there: in the flow, in the zone, in the pour.
"However, after watching this clip, I came to realize that this new social grace hasn’t been so equally given to individuals in prominent leadership."
It was Saturday morning. I was coming from my son’s flag football game and I was on an emotional high. I was very proud of my guy; he caught every pass directed to him (2 receptions) and he even scored a touchdown. They won their game decisively. In honor of his win, he requested to go to Chik-Fil-A to eat lunch, and to that I was glad to oblige.
As I waited in the line of the drive thru, which by the length you’d think the sandwiches were free, I took a moment to scroll through Twitter to catch up on the “happenings” of the internet.
So, why haven’t I been on?
Good people. First and foremost, I want to say thanks to everyone who takes the time to read my blog posts. Especially to those of you who have been consistent and day-1 supporters of this thing of ours. I take your support very seriously. Granted, I know we aren’t at “Google” status with this; however, support at any level must be treasured and I want you to know that your support is valued immensely.
Kevin D. Jones, Sr.