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Time for a little Change…


Hello lovelies,

BLOGGERS WHY DON’T YOU TALK ON HERE?

As you are aware I chat on here about reflection, experiences of others and a little of myself and my past as we all do.

So, I wanted to do something different moving forward now this will be based on my Studies in the next few years for Counselling which is still pending for completion in August and of course sexologist next year.915e1ee238ac17f4e8cb103699b30392

Now, what is it that I would love you to share with me?

Well, this is completely up to you I know for some it seems difficult to open up and talk in normal circumstances however, this is a blog and blogs are used for chatting about themselves or perhaps experiences or even the main topic that the writer provides you with.

So, what topics interest you in being part of?

  • Lets look at what you would like to see more on a blog or at least what topic would interest you and make you chat about?
  • Do you like talking about issues or thoughts about sex?
  • Have you got a question that is in the back of your mind and you would like me to do some research on it for you?
  • Do you have anything that you would like to discuss with others that your stuck with?
  • Is there anything in your life that you would like me to help solve for you?
  • If you are an expert in a field what is it that you do?

Why am I asking the above?

Well, because I do have a huge heart, and I believe in sharing my thoughts this is why I share so much and hide so much so I don’t feel alone myself.  And at times more than I would like I do feel very isolated and very much alone and if you knew me, that is like caging a wild alley cat that wouldn’t be kind at all 🙂

39352800_287197282071199_6664480631281418240_n.jpgThe questions are just random however, I would love to see if we can get others that have perhaps questions, ideas, expert in fields that can help others?  I find it very important to talk about subjects of either the heart, soul, how to help one another in need or even just say your bit because that is what our mouths are for. to share ideas and help one another for all of us to grow.

Life is what you make of it.. if you don’t say your bit how are those that cannot open their mouths going to know that they are not alone in this world!giphy

We need people who help one another we do not need ostriches that put their head in the sand and say nothing…

How would that help anyone? lets face it, right!

So, if you can please add something or at least answer a few of those questions above and lets see if we can at least help 1 person.images (50)

Love and hugs Franny x

So, can you help me, help you?

 

I am me… if you do not like me.. then see that door…


What can I say about this title many things….. Let me tell you….

Thus far, far out and how amazing is life!!!

We often forget who we are, how we got here, what moments was it that made us “Stop and Smell those bloody Thorns”.

Why the thorns, good question, why the hell not..

Nothing in life is easy or smooth let’s face it and if you say it is then we must be lying right!

So, in saying that I decided to say what I said, because I did!

Life is what it is.. It is what you want to make of it.. I cannot say to you the answer as I am still finding it myself..

And there is nothing wrong with that..

However, if you wish me to answer it.. it is made up on mistakes, winnings, many happy times, many sad times, disappointment, happy ever after times, its made of children that will put a smile on your face, loving moments that we all cherish, it is made of sadness when someone breaks your heart for the first time and it is made of many shades of blue, green, pink, yellow, red, orange, and I could go on.

  • It is also made of regrets of not being there for those that I should have been… with that I am soulful sorry (my son)580616_10151758483017361_261523703_n

What do I love the most 

I love myself (shit that was hard to say)  it has taken a very long time for me to say those words, I love my partner who has been by my side so many years, it is made up of dear friends I say it with the (s) why because it is more than 1 which is more than most have..

 

I love these people because they love me and that is enough no more than how that is because I am lucky..

Why do I want this?

Because I do…

What is it that you regret?

Many, Many things in my life… which is mine and if you wish to find out what, then you walk in my shoes and then ask me the same bloody question!

We can have a crystal ball tell each other I know better than you.. however, what is so significant about your life that you are better and more knowledgable what if you’re not?

Seriously speaking come on !!!

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And my dear bloggers it is that easy… if life was easy and we didn’t hurt, cry, if we had no error if everything in this life was that easy would you say… I know better?

Far out, even god would not say such things….

My suggestion is this….

Smile, love, and listen don’t be foolish if you have any business telling others who you think they are and how you think they should live , well good luck with that!

I would hate to be you if you did say such things to another!

Who wants perfect, anyway!

Not me!!!!

This is who I am:

  • I am 50 years old
  • I am in a loving and giving  relationship of 21 years
  • I make mistakes
  • I do very well at times
  • I am a very loud and opinionated female
  • I am a survivor
  • I am a mother
  • I also have good, bad, and darn right not the best at times with the above
  • I am human
  • I am true to myself and my partner, friends and family
  • I make mistakes just like everyone else and I am happy with that…
  • I love my 1 or 2 friends that I have on this earth
  • I am incredibly stubborn
  • I love with every bit of my being
  • If I say something real to you, you better believe it that I am telling you the truth
  • If I tell you my story, your lucky
  • I am a proud female who adores people for who they are not what they can give me back
  • I have no expectations of anything
  • But, I do love, and I do it with every part of my body, soul and faith

So, the question answered is Submission is about pleasing ourselves and those that are worthy of my being this isn’t a given this is earn and I am blessed with who wants to be my friend…

So, Who are you?

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A 12 year old Married an Old Man


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Candii here,

I want to share something with you that killed me watching even this (fake video of what could in fact happen to someone you know)

Even though this was an experimental exercise I must admit it made me weep up a tear apparently, for those that may not be aware this is occurring in our own country and overseas in many other countries.

And, for a 12 year old to marry or ordered to marry a man older than her own father is devistating, sad, morally revolting and imorally revolting, no words I can describe to you how I feel when I watched this video and once was enough!

Here is the full story

Each year, 15 million girls are married before they turn 18. That amounts to 28 girls every minute, or one every two seconds. Often, child brides are only 6 or 7 years old, and their husbands may be in their 60s or 70s.

These girls are forever robbed of their childhood and their dreams, and instead become a wife to someone. Whilst we’d like to think it absolutely wouldn’t happen in developed nations, how would people react if they were aware that such an act could take place in New York?

YouTube prankster Cody Persin staged a mock marriage between a 12-year-old girl and a 65-year-old man in Feb. 2016 to gauge the reactions of onlookers in Times Square, New York.


Cody posed as the photographer taking “happy snaps” of the young bride and her partner, but what he captured were many shocked and indignant onlookers, and they weren’t happy at all. Some approached the young girl and questioned her, whilst others angrily confronted the “groom.” Then there were others insisting on taking her away from the ceremony.

Cody’s experiment did work; onlookers were prepared to stand up for the young bride

Nearly everyone in the vicinity was focused on the “ceremony”

An onlooker confronts the groom

People in Times Square can’t believe what they’re seeing

This lady couldn’t ignore it

She insisted to whisk the young girl away

In Virginia state, up until July 2016, girls as young as 12 were legally allowed to be married if they had parental consent and were pregnant

Between 2004 and 2013, there were 4,500 children under the age of 18 married in Virginia state

The law has since changed in Virginia, and similar bills were passed in California, Maryland, New Jersey, and New York earlier in 2016

In many parts of the globe, child marriage is still an issue

Every day, 33,000 girls are sold into marriage, many of them still 12 and under

They are born into a life of poverty, and for sale for that reason

They have no voice, no childhood

Girls Not Brides is a global partnership consisting of more than 800 organizations

Their prime focus is to end child marriage, and give girls some support

We wish them luck in their endeavors

“The world is a dangerous place, not because of those who do evil, but because of those who look on and do nothing”—Albert Einstein.

Below is the video of the mock wedding, and the reaction of New Yorkers:

Photo Credit: YouTube Screenshot | Coby Persin.

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What makes the word “fears” so frightful to answer?


When you put “fears” in a sentence it seems that most hesitate in answering what we think is a simple question, but, really is it?

The word “Fear” and the words in a sentence “what is your biggest fear” or “what do you fear”, I guess it’s a harder question to answer or a silly one who really knows?!?

I saw DM pointless as the question https://pointlessoverthinking.wordpress.com/

And I thought interesting to say the least I guess…

 

So, does FEAR scare the crap out of you?

Or is it just a silly question to ask?

Have you ever heard Someone Say:


 

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I am okay, I have Dealt with:

 

  • my husband or boyfriend beating me up ?

  • I have dealt with a child never returning home?

  •  I have dealt with my daughter suicide?

  • I have dealt with being raped?

  • I have dealt with an uncle molesting you?

  • I have dealt with loosing a my unborn child?

  • I have dealt with my son, brother, sister, child dying in a car accident?

  • I have dealt with my child being murdered?

Have you ever heard that old saying…

Everything in life comes with a lesson or a blessing?

Well, let me tell you that I know exactly what it is like…. I have had a few unfortunate traumatic experiences occur and if I could turn back time .. holy shit I am so amazed I am still living on this planet!!!!

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Let me first talk about 1968 as a child 

For me mine started very young, I was extremely emotional kid, felt everything, loved being a little girl, smiling, happy, painful to my parents, mostly my mum, just a normal little girl.

However, I seemed to be more emotional than most and that was for many reasons, I used to always be in trouble just like any other child, I guess, however, I seemed to always end up at the bike rakes stopping some idiot fool think they where going to help my brother get better (he had a slight disability – I like to say it that way because as a child he was just my big brother)

So, for years and years, a lot of kids thought because frankly they had no idea that having a disability meant it was permanent (stupid fools) and they thought it was an easy fix thinking it was easy to beat my brother up so it would shock him out of whatever these kids thought he had…

Seriously, I wondered if I was in the twightlight zone, or their parents never spoke about things like that.. which I do recall they didn’t ever!!

Anyway, I guess everything has to start somewhere in your life however, that wasnt it for me, that was just life.. and that seemed to never phase me it was just normal for me.

Without going to into my life as a child  – I have to say at times I did struggle, I struggled because I felt to blame in a lot of things that happened to me as a child and I was punished for them… mostly warranted.. some perhaps could have been dealt with a bit fairer..

So, I grew up with old fashion values, lying was never tolerated, so you would be punished, fighting with your brother well, that was a daily effort of normal I guess, so again, punished (lol).

However, on a serious note other things that used to occur like Teachers asking for you to come out of the class so they can touch your hair, (weird) and if you told your parents we when told that we must not tell fibs and to hold your tongue.

Other things occurred, disturbing things, that other children would do, like sitting on your head while a siblings pants was pulled down by other sisters down the street many things occurred or I saw, was done to me and again nothing ever was really believed.

So, as children you begin to say nothing to anyone and you walk away because no one will believe you and those times become harder because you cannot cope.. so you cry a lot or you seem to be labelled a sook.

Kids, will be kids, but, I have to say, 1968 kids, had it tough some of us I must admit..  I remember girls my age never allowed to go outside and play.. by their parents… after school..  many actually!

Those days was tough, I felt a lot of pain and fear going to school and coming home I guess, but, I put that down to growing up and healing pretty quickly because it never stuck long and we as children pretty much grew the hell up pretty quickly..

I guess, we never acknowledged things and we never spoke about things because frankly it was never heard of… so we shut the hell up!! and went on with our lives..

I guess what I am trying to say or at least paint for you .. it all depends on the severity of what you went through, saw or even was witness too and how your parents taught you.

It was a lot of fun, happy times, miserable times, more happy times, we dealt the best we could but, we never gave up .. most of us never, ever gave up… that is want I did notice as kids at school, after school and we played outside everyday.. so perhaps maybe that was the key of survival..  in those days..

Of course I am missing out of a lot of things that I have not said, but, this isn’t my point that I am trying to explain to you… that will come after I do my next post…

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So, I really would love to hear from those who are brave enough to discuss their childhood you can do it briefly like I did or in details..

  • So, What was your childhood like?

  • Was it like (children are seen and not heard?) 

  • And what differences did you find from what I explained above?

 

 

 

 

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