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The real lives of businessmen, professionals, the everyday man, stay at home parent, healthy lifestyle influencers, and general feel good human stories.
Confessions of a Factory Failure
Depending on where you live on our beautiful planet, job opportunities can be plentiful, scarce, or nil. They can be exciting, terrifying, or bore you half to death. In my 10+ years of employment in a few different fields, I've experienced all of the above. Although I've had far more interesting jobs than a "simple" factory position, none have taught me more than what I've learned standing next to the assembly line with all sorts of different people.
By Raquel Ruttan4 years ago in Journal
Daily Reflections
01/09/2022 Everything Happens… It is fact that requires little more than anecdotal evidence to make its case, that we often do not end up where we intended. So ubiquitous is this experience, in fact, that any proper study of it would necessarily be tainted by the observer. Is it our fault that we cannot accurately and at all times predict how things will turn out for us?
By Andrew Rockman4 years ago in Journal
Daily Reflections
01/07/2022 Of The Straws that Didn’t Break the Camel’s Back There are days when things go wrong. No doubt. There are days when things go wrong tragically. There are also days when only little bits go wrong. Any one of these little bits might constitute a minor annoyance in and of itself. A blip. Yet, when a few or a lot of these little blips seem to pile up, it can make for a kind of slow building crescendo of frustration.
By Andrew Rockman4 years ago in Journal
If You Could
People fascinate me. All my life I’ve loved blowing past the surface level at Mach speeds, to get to what really makes a person tick. The best way to do this: questions, but they have to be the right questions. How many siblings someone has, what town they grew up in, or what their birthday is won’t tell you who they are. Because of this I have a bit of a reputation for asking people things they wouldn’t expect, especially when I’ve just met them. Some of the classics include: If you could have any superpower of your choosing how would you use and abuse it? If soulmates existed, what do you think yours would be like? And if you were on death row, what would you choose as your last meal? A friend from high school answered that last one with mac n’ cheese, and I’ve never looked at him the same.
By Caleb Waddell4 years ago in Journal
Seven Things Your Boss Needs to Know About Your Mental Health
When most of us think about work-life balance, we imagine achieving excellent time management skills and balancing our personal and professional lives equally. However, work-life balance is much more than that. The solution to a perfect work-life balance is not simply found by being productive at home and spending quality time at home but also by achieving mental peace. If you have mental peace, you will be truly happy, make a more significant impact at work, and provide your family members with a happy and peaceful environment.
By Felicitycare4 years ago in Journal
Why adults should learn from kids
Growing up, I had the most vivid imagination - as many kids do. At the age of 5, I had completely convinced myself I was a fairy and by age 6 I had transcended into some sort of a combination of Alex Russo and Hermione Granger. Some of my fondest memories are ones of me completely alone in my bedroom, lining up all my toys, and having a tea party with them. The idea of being alone and spending time with myself never struck me as a negative thing. Why would it be? My mind was this wonderful place that made magic possible. If anything, more people could risk ruining the fun.
By Nour Ellahham4 years ago in Journal
A Pointless Pursuit of Respect and Merit
What I love most about my college classes and professors is the merit my words have with them compared to my social, work, and personal life. I mean to say, at what point in my educational career will my words and advice actually have merit with people?
By Vanessa Marshall4 years ago in Journal
I Hope It’s Relatable
I very rarely share my adversity, but here I am. “Be still and know I am God” is what is ringing through my being as I type this out. I can know that it’s perfectly ok to share my struggle. I’ve restrained myself for so long from sharing my feelings/burdens because I know the power of the effects words can have on our lives. I’ve learned in countless therapy sessions to share what is going on within me that causes me great pain and turmoil. Honestly, I was so backed in a corner on the ability to express myself that I couldn’t be completely honest. Not even close to honest. I have been feeling so alone and so misunderstood for the past five years I’ve been in treatment. You’ve heard that right. Treatment. Substance Abuse Rehabilitation. I started going to rehab when I was 20. I’m now 25. The first time I went to rehab, they put me on a medicine 100mg over the max dose that was an antidepressant. I’m bipolar. Putting me on ANY antidepressant is a terrible idea, and incredibly insane from a doctors stand point. By the fourth week of being on that medicine, I was so psychotic I was sent to a hospital before I went to a psychward. During the first three months I was in a mixed Bipolar I state. This meant that I was having thoughts of a heaven perspective one minute and having thoughts of a hell perspective the next. This was for 3 months. The following next four years was me staying in rehabs trying to diffuse the psychotic beliefs and recover from drug addiction. Four years I was in a delusion state of mind that was worse than any sort of reality normal folks live in. Getting sober, not even possible. Every time I graduated a rehab, I quickly used within a week. Thus starting the trip from sober living back to rehab again. A miserable cycle of unsuccessful attempts and the pain of being ostracized for my thoughts and input to the groups I was participating in. Therapists referring to my as psychotic when overlooking their treatment plan when signing. Basically nobody having any faith in me. Family fed into the whole image of me being nothing more than the image of Bipolar I and medicine. To this day, I basically can only talk to my Dad about my meds and the feelings of trauma tear me apart from all the delusional thoughts I had those four years. To this day, I feel looked at as delusional, unaccepted, unloved, forsaken, left out in the cold, separated from others, and judged. Not to mention the amount of pain I give myself from my perfectionism, harsh inner critic, judgment of myself, feeling like a failure, feelings of insecurity, unacceptable behavior I have failed to change and berating myself for every small thing I think I do wrong. It’s no wonder why I don’t recover. These are all things I feel from when I wake up to when I lie down. I feel all this way and unable to share my true self.
By Calaen Burton 4 years ago in Journal
Breath into Her
They tell me to breath life into her, but that's what I'm afraid of. They say "Maybe you're not healing from the past, because you're trying to be who you once were, and that person is gone. There is a new, strong being, trying to be born. Breath life into her, and let her come forth."
By Josie Del Valle4 years ago in Journal
One World, One Sound.
When I was 7 years old, rapper/producer Dr. Dre released his album 2001. I remember when that album first came out and how it was one of the biggest records in the world at the time. What I also remember about that album from when it first came out was that this was the first time I had ever seen young white children listening to Hip-Hop. Up to this point in my life I had never seen anyone who was not black listening to Hip-Hop music before and I really learned something from this. What I learned is how music brings together people from all backgrounds and walks of life.
By Joe Patterson4 years ago in Journal
Why is Nobody Is Willing to Admit the Obvious? - Monkeypox is a Biological Attack
Note: The following article is my opinion. It is informed by 25 plus years of micro/molecular biology research and development experience, including significant experience in the areas of bacterial/viral diagnostics. You are free to disagree with any and all aspects of it. Though I make no claims to correctness (I never do), I do suggest you should at least consider the possibility that it is correct, and the implications thereof. It is important also to note that "Vocal does not accept stories that present personally-held beliefs about others or unfounded conspiracies as fact, or that implicate others in those beliefs." Since this article is an opinion article, nothing within it should be taken as "fact", and no one specific individual or group of individuals is implicated. Finally their is no conspiracy suggested or even implied. If there is a conspiracy at play, it is only one of ignorance and wishful thinking run amok.
By Everyday Junglist4 years ago in Journal
