Why a blog?

I give up, easily.
Anything. Everything.
Because of a lack of confidence.

People won't like me, laugh at me, think I'm stupid.
That is why my entire life I hid away, in dark clothes.
Black, dark blue or grey.
Anything to make me invisible.

I never used make-up in high school because I didn't know how.
My hair was always the same because I had no idea what to do with it (ponytail, tightly pulled back, in case you're curious).

When I was 18 I got married and I wanted a change.
I wanted the real me to come out.
But I still had no clue how.

At 26 I started this blog.
So that I wouldn't give up, wouldn't forget where I was going.

This is my journey, feel free to walk it with me, every step of the way.
All my failures, all my mistakes.
But also my winnings, my happy moments and my bliss.
I'll be honored to have you with me.


PersonalPosted by Fashiondisaster Thu, November 10, 2016 09:19:08
I'm not a political person,
I don't watch the news,
Or read the newspaper,
Not out of disinterest,
Or lack of knowledge,
But because it depresses me.

When the news is on,
I'll get caught up in it,
Things that are said,
Are so distant,
And judgmental sometimes,
That you would find me screaming at the tv,
Like someone can hear me.

Since no one has any message in that,
I stopped watching.

My husband keeps informed,
And tells me what I need to know,
Like the elections in America,
A lot of the time I would find him,
Watching YouTube video's about d├ębats,
Or things that were said,
And done.

I watched the Apprentice,
I've seen Donald Trump before,
And I never cared for the guy,
But live and let live,
Was a good way to handle that.

Now that he is president,
He'll be harder to ignore,
His voice is loud,
His opinions,
In my mind,
Are so wrong,
So dysfunctional,
So outdated.

I had hope,
That the world would follow the road,
That Obama created,
A peaceful one,
A road that only led forward,
One that felt safe,
To walk.

Now I see,
That history truly repeats itself,
All the time,
And I have often wondered,
Why that is.

Many answers have passed my mind,
Over the years,
And I still can't pin it down,
To one that is correct.

I guess,
The best option is,
That we need to learn,
From our triumphs,
But also from our mistakes,
And we need to learn together,
To move forward.

The lesson that was taught,
By Bush,
Hasen't fully sunk in yet,
With a lot of people,
And needs to be repeated.

It sounds unfair,
To the ones that did pass,
Like we all have to take the same exam again,
Although we already know the answer,
And succeeded the last time.

All I can say,
Is that we are in this together,
All of us,
Even me,
Living across the world,
From America,
I feel the pain,
The hurt,
And the injustice.

But when we stand tall,
And remember what we have learned,
Standing together,
Not forgetting the answer,
And keep trying,
To explain it to the ones,
That can't see it yet,
In a kind and gentle way,
Then I believe that a change is possible.

Hang on America,
Hang on world,
Yes, we can.

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