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A baby demands more time and attention outside of the womb. Can you say you would feel bad for someone who has carried to term, didn't realize how much work a baby would be, so a few weeks later they decide to smother the baby to death and throw it in the trash? It belongs to the mother, so shouldn't it be her choice? What right do we have to make her keep it? The baby is unable to make its own choices whether it is in the womb or not. Actually when you think about it, all children are like this, so parents shouldn't be held accountable if they decide to kill their children. Who knows. Maybe they were desperate. Maybe they didn't see any other options. How can we judge?
 00Dolphin_SW · Sun May 22, 2016 @ 07:22pm · 0 Comments |
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I ended up a few towns aver after an anxiety attack yesterday... I managed to get home by 3am, but it was a really bad one. I think I need pills.
00Dolphin_SW · Sun May 22, 2016 @ 07:18pm · 0 Comments |
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I was diagnosed with clinical depression and put on anti-depressants. I really thought this medicine was going to cure me. That's why after 3 months, and I was feeling even worse, the doctor upped the dose. After that my suicidal thoughts got worse. Then I had the worse panic attack I've ever had in my life. I jumped out of a moving vehicle and ran across creeks, farmer's fields, and through blackberry bushes. I prayed a desperate prayer a half an hour before a Christian family found me on my way to the freeway bridge. They talked me out of going and had me come inside for hot chocolate and they got me to call my grandparents. A few months later I quit my meds and never went back. Instead I started doing regular counseling and prayer.
Through this I now realize that the problem likely stemmed more from anxiety. If I had been given anti-anxiety meds there may have been a different outcome. However, my trust with medication has been broken. I still struggle with anxiety, and occasionally depressive episodes, but I haven't taken any medication for them since.
I'm not saying medication doesn't help people. Of course it does. It just didn't work for me. I also wouldn't recommend anyone quitting the pills cold turkey like I did. I thank God I didn't experience any negative consequences, but I was young and not very well informed of the possible consequences of suddenly stopping my meds. If medicine works for you great. If it doesn't then I believe there are worse things out there than counseling and prayer. I'd rather turn to those than alcohol or meth or something.
00Dolphin_SW · Wed May 11, 2016 @ 02:18pm · 0 Comments |
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This is modern and ok: Actually, Verycobaltviolet is correct. A fetus IS a potential child. The possibility of dying and never reaching that potential is high, especially in the first trimester. That’s why most abortions are done during that first trimester. That fetus has an extremely small chance of survival if removed from the womb in that first trimester. All your arguing in the world about it being a child because it has a heartbeat won’t change the fact that it usually cannot survive outside of the womb during the first trimester, and if it does, it’s because of extreme medical intervention. Stop trying to tell others what they can do with their own body. It’s not yours, not your decision, not your choice. Make your choice for yourself, but stay out of someone else’s decision.
This is barbaric and outdated: A baby is a potential child. The possibility of a baby dying and never reaching its potential is high, especially in the first couple of years. That's why most people abandon their babies to the elements in those first few years. The baby has an extremely small chance of survival if removed from the care of its parents. All of your arguing in the world about it being a fully developed person because it can move on its own and it cries sometimes won't change the fact that it cannot survive without proper care during it's first few years outside of the womb, and if it does, it's because strangers or even animals have intervened. Stop trying to tell others what they can do with their own babies. They are not yours, not your decision, not your choice. Make your choice for yourself, but stay out of someone else's decision.
In the womb, outside of the womb, is there really that much of a difference?
I support protecting both the unborn and the born children thanks.
00Dolphin_SW · Thu Mar 17, 2016 @ 02:40pm · 0 Comments |
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I got my first ticket today, and no it wasn't for speeding actually, it was for being on my cellphone. Traffic was backed up and not moving at all and my mom was waiting for me to pick her up from my cousin's place in Langley. I didn't see the police officer.
At least he didn't give me a ticket for not having my sticker on my car. Oops. But the $167 electronics one is going to be a real doozy.
00Dolphin_SW · Mon Nov 30, 2015 @ 06:24am · 0 Comments |
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My favorite cartoons shows 1990s: Red Wall, Watership Down, Rupert, Cyber Six, Mummies Alive, Card Captor Sakura, SailorMoon, Dragonball Z, Dextor's Laboratory, Animaniacs, Magic School Bus, Reboot, Beast Wars, Pokemon, Powerpuff girls, Rugrats, Garfield and Friends, Recess
My favorite cartoon shows 2000s:
Duck Dodgers, Invader Zim, Yugioh, Mon Colle Knights, For Better or Worse, Digimon Tamers, Inuyasha, What's with Andy?, Shaman King, Beyblade, Mobile Suit Gundam SEED, Kid vs Kat, Avatar the Last Airbender, Fairly Odd Parents, Futurama, the Emperor's New School, Dave the Barbarian
00Dolphin_SW · Thu Jul 09, 2015 @ 08:32pm · 0 Comments |
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My grandmother died on February 13 of this year.
I was working when I got the call, and she'd been dead for a half an hour when I went and saw her at the hospital. The funeral was at the church her and grandfather attended, and I wrote something to say on stage. It was how she taught me how to ride my bike.
I will miss you grandma.
Here is another memory I have:
My great uncle was a Nazi too, albeit briefly. My grandmother was a child when her family fled the war, but she used to tell me stories. She said that as they were trying to leave Austria, they were forced to stop. Her father and her uncle were both pulled aside by the soldiers. She would say "they let my father go because he was too short for the military." Her uncle wasn't as lucky and he was taken away to become a Nazi because the family was mostly Dutch and that was close enough to German for them, at least that's what she guessed.
I asked her what happened to her uncle, and she told me he "got away" while she and her parents were already in North America. She said he burned off the Nazi number on his arm (so he wouldn't be stopped or deported) and hopped on a boat to rejoin the family in Canada. She also said he never talked about what happened while he was a Nazi or how he managed to escape wherever he'd been placed. Apparently he never wanted to talk about it, and no one wanted to bring it up.
"You couldn't go back," my grandmother would tell me. "If you tried to return to Russia they would shoot you at the wall. You were a traitor to them (Russia) if you left. They didn't want you back." From there she and her family went to Poland (until it was taken over by the Nazis), then Austria (until it was taken over by the Nazis), and finally she said they were sponsored by a few relatives in Canada to come over by boat.
My grandmother would always say how much she loves this country and how beautiful it is. I think for someone who spent a lot of her childhood fleeing a war, she was seeing a beauty beyond what most of us can see and often take for granted.
“We live in a beautiful country.” She would always remind me.
00Dolphin_SW · Wed Apr 22, 2015 @ 01:25pm · 0 Comments |
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I got a pet Betta fish today.
I named him Komodo after the lizard.
00Dolphin_SW · Tue Apr 07, 2015 @ 03:07am · 0 Comments |
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My grandmother died in the hospital today. She'd been in there for over a month... she died from a blood infection and respiratory issues.
I got off work a little early and rushed to the hospital. It was almost 5:30 when I got there. Everyone in the family had been there when she died except for me and my brother... I was at work. I should have left when my mom texted me at 3:00pm, but the doctor said she might not last the night so I thought there was time...
Then my mother texted me saying I needed to call her right away. I tried, but she didn't answer. I texted her again and she called me back. Grandma was gone.
There had been no time left. By the time I got there she'd been moved into another room and all of my family members were gone. I was crying on the phone with my mother. My grandmother was lying there motionless with her mouth wide open and her eyes half open, covered up to her neck in a blanket.
I said goodbye and touched her cold stiff hand through the blanket. Then I left.
Goodbye grandma.
00Dolphin_SW · Sat Feb 14, 2015 @ 06:11am · 0 Comments |
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