this is so not my week!

the bad luck fairy loves me recently, haha! in just the last several days my phone’s been stolen, i spilled drink in my keyboard & broke it (using an on-screen one to write this, so slow), and left my shopping on a train! so skilled in being a massive spaz. :’)

i could let all this bring me down, but you know what? first world problems. rather than getting all “fml h8 my lyf” about it, i just stay chipper and accept that stuff like this happens - there are thieves out there, we are all clumsy and forgetful sometimes - and there’s no use whining. i’ve got a new phone on order, i’m taking my laptop for repair on monday, and will keep doing my best to track my stolen phone and lost shopping; instead of letting these incidents wipe the smile off my face! c: it’s no big deal, especially considering much worse things others in the world have to cope with - people complain far too much about the superficial & easily rectifiable, and forget to think about the bigger picture. so laugh & shrug off the little things that go wrong, do what you can to make them better, and move on! we each have a great life to enjoy, and shouldn’t make that hard for ourselves by sweating the small stuff and failing to appreciate what we’re lucky to have.  ♥

it seems the fact i’m a human being is sometimes overlooked.

i’ve been disappointed tonight by how easily some people can take others for granted. i take time out of my day, every day - even when i’m on holiday - to give advice to people who share their problems with me on my formspring. i offer this out of the kindness of my heart; i really do care about other people, sharing my experiences with them to help them with the issues they face - but i don’t have to do it. it puts a lot of pressure on me, the responsibility to help people feel better about their lives each and every day, and i’m very happy to take that on; but sometimes i feel like i’m being used for my generosity.

i’d watched a documentary today about a group of disabled teens, and the way they deal with everyday life; it was inspiring and humbling, because despite their struggles they stayed so optimistic. to then click onto my formspring and see a teen upset about not being allowed to buy certain things by their mother just made me feel like shouting “appreciate what you have!” - since so many don’t have the choice. i replied with the intention of helping her see that she didn’t need these things, and that she shouldn’t be worrying so much - being realistic with the intent of providing a wake-up call. following this, i got angry messages from a couple of anons saying i shouldn’t call myself an advice-giver because of the way i responded. so one not-as-helpful reply out of all of my other hundreds of very kind, understanding and caring responses to people suddenly makes me incompetent? what a frustrating thing to be told, especially when i have taken so much time to bother to give a damn about other people’s lives. i wonder what those anons who complained do with their time? they seem to be just observers, sitting back and watching me take on this responsibility, and only stepping in when it’s to voice their distaste at something i’ve said. a lot of people thankfully really do appreciate what i do, but when something like this happens i can’t help but feel that there are people out there who see me as some kind of service they’re entitled to. advice-giving isn’t my job; i’m not paid for it and i never ask for anything in return. to be called out as incompetent just because i made one “bad” answer in frustration disgusts me, quite frankly, when i’ve done so much. everyone has off-days when they can’t be as helpful as they are on others; and i think some people need reminding that i am a human being. i’m allowed to make mistakes and be imperfect. i never beg for appreciation, but i definitely shouldn’t expect such callous insult.

if anyone ever has anything regarding my conduct that they want to bring up with me, or a criticism of any kind, i’d really prefer if it was not done anonymously; i never hide my face, and whenever an anon contacts me just to pick holes in what i do i am simply disappointed that they can’t find the courage to stand up and speak to me on an equal level.

thank you to everyone who does show appreciation for what i do, because it means a great deal; it takes a lot out of me sometimes to keep up with everything at once, but i’m not going to stop doing it just because some grey-faces think they can be self-righteous any time i make the tiniest mistake. anyone can count on me to be there for them when they need a little help or advice on something; stranger or friend. i’m not a miracle-worker, but i do my best - i can put myself in others’ shoes and draw on my own experiences to provide helpful suggestions. just because i neglected to do that this morning while feeling frustrated doesn’t mean i should give up, so i’m not going to. c: