Strength of a Woman

Hi....

Today, I feel like I need to talk to my fellow ladies out there.
I'm starting a new series here on my blog called the Girl Power Chronicles, blogs every 2 weeks about themes such as independence, career choices, insecurities, and some helpful sites or seminars about feeling your best as a woman today. Right now, we are starting with discovering our independent spirit.

My girls who are going to college and find themselves stuck or who are unsure what to do next in their life, being blocked by boundaries, whether it be emotional, physical, or even parental, these things should not be ignored.

At this point, I want to just be real. I am now 24, and I still live with my parents. I am still struggling to find a fulfilling career, I still get depressed, and the most embarrassing of all, my parents control where I go, and when I have to be home. Yes, I'm well over the age limit, and I have a curfew?!

what?!

Honey go ahead and LOL, okay, I don't mind. What makes me feel so blessed is I have friends who understand, thank God. But it burns a whole in my happiness when I have a Cinderella hour I need to be home by.

So for those out there that have this control factor in your life, I totally feel your struggle. I sadly was not brought up to demand anything, such as money, freedom, etc because of my culture, ands its social/behavior rules, demanding things for yourself can come across as rude, outright disrespectful, and totally selfish. In being surrounded by this 'social rule' I never learned to stand on my own 2 feet and have the initiative to get what I deserved, as I became a woman.

I was afraid to make my parents angry and disappointed that I tried to avoid confrontation at all costs. So as time kept going by, my freedom and the things I wanted to do continued to be limited, and I found myself really unhappy. I was wondering what was the reason I was so sad for period of time last yr, it was because I truly was not living my life, I was living behind the fence of rules, curfews, limitations, that I let myself be barricaded by.

Why are our parents controlling? All I can verify from speaking to my own parents is, "1. You have all the time in the world to have fun, you must do something with your life. 2. You are a girl, it is not right for a girl to be out all night."

Okay, the first point was a stinger right? But the second, that just outright BLOWS MY MIND!Ladies, I raise my bunched up fist with a "Hell no!" to that statement. Just because we are women, who are more emotional, yes, a lot more vulnerable, but we are SMART, smart enough to know when a guy or anyone takes a situation too far, know the feeling when BS might be going on behind the scenes, and we definitely know how to take care of ourselves, for the exception of when we truly need it.

Women of the 21st Century, we know what's going on, and we do what it takes to make our lives better. It makes me so angry to hear that statement of "you are a girl" as a validation for not doing certain things. It is exactly the opposite.We should be doing things, going to school, getting that job, partying all night because WE CAN. My fellow females out there who are struggling to be strong against authority, it is hard to deal with it at the present, but I want you to know that if you don't do something, nothing might never change.

I'm learning this myself, being realistic, and even though I cannot move out right now to allow myself to have more freedom, I think the best that you and I can do is working with our means while bettering ourselves and our lives. Like, changing our routine, getting healthier, making wiser decisions, and I'm sure if we are patient and we are moving forward, our FREEDOM and happiness should most definitely grow.

Are you facing the same thing? How has your experience in finding independence changed you for the better? Feel free to let me know! We are in this together.



Thank you & See you ladies in August!
 💋 CC





*Disclaimer: I understand some people will disagree with what I mention about parenting strategies, And I  respect your opinion. These blog posts are meant to help those that might have a similar situation, only as a learning tool. My hope is anyone who reads this takes away something positive.

"Still Learning to Love"

      Pentatonix - cover of "Say Something" by Great Big World
http://youtu.be/0dYlvdLdK9w


     I forgot where to start here. It actually feels like I opened the door into a dusty room. Hi there. I have not uttered a sound in a long time.

I was afraid you guys. For the longest time I would write a sentence then just completely erase it. But all I could picture was a look of boredom on your faces. So I waited for the 'right' thing to say, and it never showed up.

Fun fact about me, I am a YouTube fanatic. Maybe not more than others but I have close to 15 playlists in my account alone. Its nothing to brag about but, I loved listening to music on here that I have a playlist I've titled A Writers Heart. I listened to this while I was trying to write for 3-4 writing classes at a time, while in college.

I created it because I needed a musical way out of my analytical brain. I'm a girl go figure, but being a English major and analyzing symbols to the tiniest grain of importance, was a constant battle to just...write. TYPE SOMETHING!!

But this evening I've learned something, and I shouldn't feel guilty for learning it a thousandth time.
C'est la Vie. la vie continue.

That's life. Life goes on.

In the past 2 years I shouldn't be afraid to admit I was depressed. I shouldn't be afraid to state that 5 out of the 7 days I woke up without feeling like I had a purpose. I should be damn proud that I still have an ounce of respect for myself that got up today.

Depression, whether officially defined and diagnosed, or was a reason for tons of soaked tissues alone, the pain is a burden only the actual person knows.

We are all seekers, analytics, but we must be gentle when taking our heart apart. In looking at all the reasons for this or for that, just let life go on.

Its been the hardest part yet, I can tell you. keeping turning your wheels, no matter how abrasive the screeching is as you move, eventually, you will run. You will be unstoppable.

As we learned yesterday, a woman of grace and courage, Dr. Maya Angelou, who is also a inspiration and hero to me personally has passed. I send my condolences to her friends and family as well as our nation, she will be dearly missed. Rest in peace, may she know that she has made a monumental difference to us all.


 I want to personally thank you for your time and your patience, I'm slowly getting back to the rhythm of writing, and I hope to be posting more in the coming months.



Sincerely, CC

Calling all Valentines

Buenas!

I hope your 2014 is going well, with more adventures, more smiles, and more laughs with those you love. Just happiness all around, even if it is dark and gloomy. I know Valentine's Day is approaching very soon, but before this post is filled with candy hearts and homemade cards, please enjoy the video in the link below.

This is the music video for Paul McCartney's "My Valentine" told in a very eloquent and graceful way.

I hope that in the hours before Feb 14th in the midst of work and the worry of what to get him/her this year, that you find peace in turning to the little things that make you happy to be with that person,
why there love makes your heart a flutter. Perhaps there is a place where part of the definition of love needs no words.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f4dzzv81X9w

 

 

 

                                                        Special Edition Post Alert!
 The day after Valentines Day I'll share what I did this year, so stay tuned!



Til then, good luck love.

CC.