Hi. My name is Robin-Louise. I am a 34 year old that has been on a journey for contentment all my life. In these blog posts I will be documenting every strife and achievement in my pursuit of happiness for this upcoming year and beyond. I hope to bring you along. Please, feel free to leave any comments at the end of these posts.
The other day, as I was scrolling through my Facebook newsfeed, I found these 3 following memes and two of them I was tagged in:
These were sent to me by a supposed friend. I know when he sees this post he's going to laugh, in a frustrated tone, and say, "Jeez! Can't you take a joke?!?". Sorry, buddy. When it comes to my welfare and the welfare of all sentient beings (that's including you) plus, the welfare of this planet I refuse to take this as a laughing matter. You obviously don't care for you're still munching on that bloody, disgusting, rotting, dead piece of flesh you call a burger or steak. You drink your dairy milk and eat your eggs not even conscious about how that "food" was even made possible for you to eat. You eat your gummy bears and Jello and not once considered how the hell they were made. (News flash! It's not simply made from sugar!) Believe it or not (whether you kill animals for food or not) you are still contributing to the exploitation and the depletion of food sources as well as the depletion of our oxygen!
Because of the huge demand on animal products, manufacturers are forcing animals to produce more of themselves. Cows are forced to become impregnated (literally raped) so they can produce milk, not for the calves but for our consumption. When the calf is born, it is taken from the mothers no more than two days after birth. The mother is then hooked up to a machine and she is milked to extreme. She is left with swollen bloody nipples. When it comes to "free-range" eggs, that's an oxymoron because free-range is just as inhumane as caged. When you have a whole bunch of chickens in a small area they start pecking at each other. Do you know how they stop pecking? Their beaks are cut off. Did you know that male chicks are instantly killed? Why have them? They don't produce the eggs. (eggs sold for human consumption are not fertilized). When animals are sent to the slaughter house they are stunned. There are times when they wake up as their throats are being slit. Please realize that you are eating fear and traumatized death. That burger you are eating was someone's life.
There is so much here that I could talk about, such as the depletion of the rain forests or animal agriculture and the existence of global warming plus the meat industries funding green peace type organizations, etc. Yes, Trump, GLOBAL WARMING does EXIST! All I'm going to say is educate yourself. Dig deep within yourself and grab hold of what little humanity you have left and do something kind rather than poke fun of those who want to make a difference. You don't want to be put in the same class as our illustrious president by taking away from our future and only contributing to our demise. Don't let our planet and people on it die a slow and agonizing death because of your own stupid decisions. Hopefully, someday, you'll regret the decisions you made. Think of others for a change and educate yourself.
Here are two important documentaries about veganism and global warming. I was able to watch them on Netflix. Down below are the links to their websites. Just look them up and get inspired to help heal the damage that has been done.
Some might say I should not post about my mental illness on social media. In fact, I have had people mention it. The thing is I am not posting for attention or pity, or to reach out, but to educate and strike up a conversation. I have a friend that planted a seed in my head about talking about my bipolar and depression and how I deal with it on a daily basis. I just started posting Facebook Live videos on my personal page. But, I might switch the security settings to public....I don't know....Please leave a comment on what you think.
Right now I am still in the midst of my depression and still undergoing treatment. I have been dealing with Bipolar and Bipolar Depression for the last 9 years and have been none compliant with medication NOT because I felt better BUT because the medication never worked and side effects were too unbearable. There was a time two years ago that I ended up taking 15 pills a day and 6 different medications. I've taken…
It has been a long while since I have posted anything on this blog. The reason for this is I had begun to lose touch of who I really was for I was trying to please people and not myself. In order to reconstruct the image I want for my eyes only (and eventually for others) I had to hit rock bottom (which I did). I have a secret that I have been hiding from others my whole adult life. I have Bipolar Type 1 Disorder.
Since the end of April I had been taking on a lot of projects at work, not only my own department but other departments. When summer came, the pace of my work increased. My co-workers noticed and decided to add more to my plate. I did not stop them. In fact, part of me craved that fast life. On top of that I would be exercising by hiking/running 8 miles when ever I can without feeling tired. After working a 9 hour day I would come home to talk incessantly for 3 more hours on several different topics. My risky behaviors didn't get out of control, suc…
Yesterday was the first time, in a long time, that I was able to take the moment and enjoy the beauty that surrounds me. It was the first time that I was able to isolate the sounds in my head and the cacophony that creates our world, that we find ourselves consumed in on a daily basis, and separate them from the sounds of silence. I found myself in a bird sanctuary/wildlife refuge. At that time of day I was the only person there. I walked through the wooded secluded areas watching a couple of deer frolicking in the distance. I had sojourned at a wooden foot bridge overlaying a frozen pond. My eyes were closed due to the brightness of the sun hitting the white snow. But I just wanted to feel the warmth of the sun against my back. I focused my whole attention to that comforting sensation and feeling so elated that I had finally taken myself out of my head, away from that critical voice telling me what I should and should not do. I continued to use my senses. What did I feel…