Tonight, I realized that my happiness is not dependent on any one thing. Having awesome friends, being blessed with opportunities, and all that good stuff really helps but in the end, it’s me letting myself enjoy it all that makes me happy. I’m not perfect, I’ll never be perfect, and neither will my life. But that just means I need to stop looking for the culturally imposed “ideals” and start appreciating everything that I have now. Things don’t have to be ideal for me to be happy. Sometimes, it’s the accidents and mistakes that add that touch of happiness to your life.
Some people want a recipe for happiness; they want to be told exactly what they should do. But I think we live as long as we do so we can answer questions like this. Life’s not a destination, it’s a journey. I’m sure that one day, this will all make sense.
Situation: The religious majority in a country rejects the religious minorities because their religion says they’re wrong. Because the majority of the population is one religion, their culture and customs have developed around the beliefs of that religion. Although they allow for religious freedom, the minority is still treated poorly. Question: How do you deal with diversity when intolerance is ingrained into the culture?
So recently, a lot of people have been talking about Planned Parenthood, cutting its federal funding, and all that good stuff. Of course this has provoked people to express their views on abortion (I’m pro-choice, by the way :p) and that seems to be the first thing people think of when they think “Planned Parenthood.” However, I believe that ignorance can sometimes be very dangerous and I’d like to do my part in dispelling the idea that “Planned Parenthood” is synonymous with “abortion.”
Planned Parenthood does provide options for unplanned pregnancies and preventive options (i.e., contraceptives), but you should know its services extend beyond that. Planned Parenthood provides information and help with all things related to sexual health (body image, relationships, etc.). At some locations, it even offers general health care services:
physical exams, including for employment and sports
help with quitting smoking
high blood pressure screening
(I copy-pasted that list from the Planned Parenthood website. Most information isn’t a secret if you have internet access.) I understand that many people would just see their general physician for this kinda stuff, but you can’t deny the convenience of having more options.
Whatever you may believe about the morality of sex, being sexually active, or anything sex-related, the fact will always remain that sex is something you simply can’t avoid. I’m not saying you’re inevitably going to have sex in your lifetime (you might choose to remain abstinent, but most people eventually “do it”), but you’re going to encounter something sex-related in your lifetime. You know how I know? EVERYONE hits puberty at some point in their life and their reproductive organs start functioning—-it’s literally human nature.
I get that sex is taboo in some communities and it should remain something special between two people. But if we pretend it doesn’t exist, that these health problems/issues/potential issues don’t exist, who’s really getting screwed? We can’t ignore it, we can’t remain oblivious to it, and we certainly can’t cut funding to make it go away. My point is that we have to deal with it and Planned Parenthood is and should remain an option to help us deal with it.
Many people who use the services of Planned Parenthood are not irresponsible about their health and I would argue that Planned Parenthood offers far more opportunities to be responsible about oneself than anything else. I respect all forms of life, especially human life, because of its ability to show compassion, love, and contribute to the beauty in the world. In respecting life, I also believe in respecting the capacity of one to make his or her own decisions that directly affect his or her life out of free will. No one will ever be able to convince me that some House Rep. that I’ve never even heard of has the right to tell me, as an educated individual (legally, an “adult”), what I can and can’t do for my own body.
I think I’ve hit #4. I’ve been trying so hard to be positive about all this and to not follow the stereotype, but I really am sad. I believe he’s up there, watching over me and the rest of my family. I believe he doesn’t want me to be sad, but I really do miss him. I feel like I just need a little more time to myself, to cry a little more and hug someone who gets it. School just isn’t giving me time to rest. I’ve been trying to take it as a sign or a test or something, but I’m starting to think that sometimes, things just happen for no reason at all. If I take it as a challenge, then it’s all on me; I’m doing this to myself. I’ll make it, don’t worry.
Last night, I lost someone very dear to me. I couldn’t be there, but I know he would’ve wanted me to stay up here. I can only hope he knew how much he meant to me while he was still here. I miss him a lot and I just don’t know what to do. Sometime, hopefully soon, I’ll cope and keep living my own life. Deep down, I know he wants me to succeed in all that I do and to not let this loss affect me so much. Out of respect for him, I’ll find reasons to smile today and keep doing what I’ve been doing. Rest in Peace, Grandpa. I love you.