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An adult sea otter mother swims with her pup on her chest in the Inian Pass, in the Pacific Ocean, off Southeastern Alaska. Photographer Michael Nolan captured the attentive mother caressing her pup while effortlessly backstroking through serene water.


An adult sea otter mother swims with her pup on her chest in the Inian Pass, in the Pacific Ocean, off Southeastern Alaska. Photographer Michael Nolan captured the attentive mother caressing her pup while effortlessly backstroking through serene water.

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You are good at something, stop lying to yourself. You’re good at breaking down comic book plots, cooking ramen perfectly, making your friends happy, knowing the time without looking at a clock, getting the perfect ending at RPG’s, or figuring out the twist ending to movies. Don’t let society tell you your talents are meaningless because they don’t serve an economical purpose. Your talents reflect your interests and passions, and what’s important to you is important.

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how about instead of making your New Years resolution to lose weight, you make it to keep an open mind and be kind to others instead. the world will be a better place because of it.

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School is tomorrow. Boy, I think I’m the least prepared for any day back for school after break ever. I can’t even form coherent sentences. Whoops. I’m aiming for a 9pm bedtime so I can sleep a good eight or nine hours. I woke up early (10am) today but lay in bed reading until around 11. Didn’t do much until lunch time at 2:30. I finally bought a calendar. It has frogs on it! I got new glasses: blue frames that were pretty cheap. Just something to change up the same old thing everyday. I also got a free coffee from Starbucks which was yummy. Anyway, I’m going to get ready for school tomorrow now… Only 45 minutes till I said I want to go to bed. 

High: I got a super cute calendar. 

Low: It’s the last day of break!!

Act of Kindness: I helped my sister with her chores. 

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I didn’t get to go running today. I figure I’ll just die once practice rolls around. Waking up at 10:40, eating PB&J, and watching a very inspirational, feel-good movie is the best way to the start the last official day of break. The final two days are the weekend so they don’t really count, right? Ate Indian for lunch, after getting very lost on the way to the restaurant. Me and the Sisters took a very detoured route past a cemetery, up and down alleys only to realize we could’ve gone a very, very easy way. Didn’t do much at home either. Some studying (the bare minimum) but not much. Just more television, haha. January is going to be a tough month but whatever, I’ll weather the storm (somehow. I always do, right?) I need to go meditate but there is a car outside and the alarm has gone off 5 times so…

High: Watched a great movie today that was cheesy but sweet. 

Low: I felt really icky about upcoming testing and such. It’s disheartening knowing there are certain unsaid expectations (even though on record, there’s no pressure) and the fear of failure is always on the mind.

Act of Kindness: I bought my sisters lunch today. 

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I only have two resolutions this year.

1) To be kind to myself physically. This means that I will do my best to refrain from thinking of or speaking about myself as an ugly person. I will eat food that is good for me, and eat food that tastes good. I will exercise to feel and be healthy, and I will not think of it as failure if I don’t stick to a regimented schedule. My body is not up for public discussion or opinion. It is mine. I will do my best to love it, no matter its shape or size, and appreciate things about it instead of wishing I could change everything. 

2) To be kind to myself mentally. I will take care of myself by talking to people I trust, by taking time that is only for myself, by continuing to see my therapist as often as I can afford, by letting people help me, by not being ashamed when my depression appears (as it is bound to). When I slip, I will help myself up instead of beating myself back down. When I need it, I will ask for someone to listen to me instead of forcing myself to only be the one who listens. I will show myself a little more love and a little less critical malice. 

I don’t know what 2013 holds for me. I hope that it is infinitely better than 2012. Whatever comes, I will treat myself with compassion, learn from my mistakes, ask for and give forgiveness freely, be kind and generous to people, and keep working hard to become whole. 

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It’s 2013, whoop. Midnight was pretty uneventful for me. I slept for a long time, helped cook up a feast for a couple hours, ate dinner (so much food!) and then watched tv. 

A relatively chill start to the year (although there was a point in the day when I just got really grumpy, boo) and I’m really looking forward to a good year. 2012 was interesting, even though I can barely remember most of it. There were lots of bad times and plenty more good times, just like every year. But today is not the day to reminisce. Today, everyone’s just looking ahead. I’m hoping though that this year, I can keep track of my life more and the things that go on during an everyday basis. 

I have yet to meditate and start reading, so I’ll be off to do that soon. 

x S

High: Got to eat a ton of super-delicious food

Low: I got really grumpy at one point during the day and took it out on my family (sorry about that!)

Act of Kindness: I made a cake-in-a-mug for my older sister. (I ate some of it too but I gave her the last bite and I cleaned up after so IDK if that’s being kind or just responsible.)

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Most of the patients at the mental hospital had been rejected and ignored in their lives, made to feel that they didn’t exist. They also missed compassion—something that staff run out quickly. And many of these patients were well-off, from rich families, so their wealth did not buy them happiness or contentment. What they mostly wanted was the same thing many people want—someone to noticed them. 

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16: If the world were to end tomorrow, what would you do with your remaining time on earth?

I’ve been spending all day thinking about my answer to this question.  My first thought was to spend the time with my friends and family, letting them know how much they mean to me.  But then I got to thinking that everyone would be doing the same thing so it would actually impossible to spend that time with them because they would want to be with other people.  I don’t have a boyfriend or husband, so there isn’t anyone who would be my “one that I would spend my last hours with” person.  And I suspect that my friends and family have their own friends and family that would be their priority.

So, in the end, I think I would go out to somewhere peaceful: a garden, a beach, a forest.  I’d go somewhere where I could be quiet with my thoughts and simply enjoy the little things around me: the feel of sand beneath my feet, the smell of damp forest air, the lazy flight of a butterfly, the sounds of the waves crashing on the shore.  I would sit with my kitties on my lap (because in this scenario, they wouldn’t be all freaked out at being outside), and I would watch the sunset, from the brilliant blue sky to the deep oranges and reds to the soothing violets and finally dark.  The stars would blanket the night sky, and the moon would cast a pale light over all the nature around me.  If sunrise came before the end of the world, I would watch the light come back one more time, hear nature wake up around me.  If I had any regrets about my life, they wouldn’t matter at that point.  I would let all that go, and I would simply let whatever may happen, happen.

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The truth is, when our mothers held us, rocked us, stroked our heads—none of us ever got enough of that. We all yearn in some way to return to those days when we were completely taken care of—unconditional love, unconditional attention. Most of us didn’t get enough. I know I didn’t.

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15: Who is someone you admire. Why?

I admire my mother because she is one of the most hardworking women I know. Every day my mom is getting older, yet she continues to commute to work 8 hours a day, 6 times a week, waking up at 4 in the morning. She doesn’t stop working even when she gets home.  My mom does a lot of stuff around the house and it amazes me that she continue to do it instead of getting lazy and ignoring it, like I probably would have by now lol. But it’s more than that. I admire my mom for the sacrifices she has made for her family. Every decision she has made has been for the betterment of her children. She is completely selfless. She has put up with a lot of crap from my father instead of walking away from him (I’m not saying that my father really is a bad person, but he could be somewhat of a jerk sometimes…but overall, he’s really nice too). My mother has given my sister and me morals and lessons and values and beliefs to hold on to, to be strong. My mother is not only a book smart woman but also an extremely street smart woman. She knows how to deal with people which is a good thing because she has had to deal with a lot of catty, jealous, bitchy women in her time. It’s hard to explain the types of things my mom has dealt with, but she has done an amazing job raising us and I hope one day when I’m a mom, I’ll be at least half as great as she is. 

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All this emphasis on youth—I don’t buy it. I know what a misery being young can be, so don’t tell me it’s so great. All these kids with their struggles, their strife, their feelings of inadequacy, their sense that life was miserable, so bad they wanted to kill themselves…

And in addition to all the miseries, the young are not wise. They have little understanding about life. who wants to live every day when you don’t know what’s going on? When people manipulating you, telling you to buy this perfume and you’ll be beautiful, or the pair of jeans and you’ll be sexy—and you believe them! It’s such nonsense.