I Broke Up…with Facebook

My Colourful Life

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Back at the end of 2018 I came to a rather abrupt decision, not just to leave Facebook, but to walk out and never go back.  Facebook and I are over, we broke up and I never want to see it again (*disclaimer*…at least for the forseeable future…).

So, on the 5th January, after leaving a message up on my Facebook for a week prior saying I was leaving and should anyone want to stay in contact to inbox me their mobile, and after downloading all the information that I wanted to save from my account, I hit the delete account button.  Facebook does, kindly, let you know that it puts your account into de-activation mode for a month incase you want to come back within that 30 day period…helpful, but no.

And this wasn’t a decision I had truly thought about and mulled over…

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Giving myself a try

Return of Conflict Girl

I’ve heard people say before that when you get really sick of the status quo, that’s when you’ll truly make significant changes.

All along, I thought that I didn’t really have that much power over what happened to me. Especially once I got that multiple sclerosis diagnosis: a lot of people started to see me as horrifically sick. Not just a little challenged, but doomed. Incapable of anything ever again. I was strongly advised to just go on disability because, you know, I was so sick.

All of a sudden, though, once I sought help from an attorney, I started becoming even more certain that I really didn’t want disability.

From there, I paid for the grueling 8-hour exam by a neuropsychologist of my functioning and an MRI of my brain. The original intent of those was to prove how much I was trying to get disability.

Similarly, since my…

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Would You Like a Reblog? Leave a Link

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It has been a while since I have done this, but with a new year comes new posts.  If you would like me to reblog your post YOU must do 2 simple things:

  1.  Reblog this thread post to your readers
  2. Then leave a link to your post in the comments.  Please keep in mind I only reblog Blog posts.  I do not promote non-blog links or blogs who are selling wares.

Tit for tat, you reblog my post, I reblog yours.  It might take a few days, but eventually I will get to your link…promise.  🙂

Danny

February 7: Flash Fiction Challenge – Signs

But I Smile Anyway...

It’s time to get back into Charli’s 99-word flash fiction challenge!

February 7, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that includes a sign. It can be a posted sign, a universal sign, a wonder. Go where the prompt leads.

Here goes.

Why Did I Get Up?

Why Did I Get Up?
Nina dragged herself to sitting position. Why did the alarm have to go off?
She swung her feet out of bed and one landed on a squidgy mess.
Great.
The cat had been eating silly things, and deposited his sick at her bedside.
The shower was no better. Her flatmate had used up all the hot water.
Even her morning coffee was blighted with the fact there was no milk left.
After three hours of sitting on a bus, trying to reach her workplace, Nina gave up.
All signs that she should…

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Come on down this is your time #67

Its good to be crazy Sometimes

Have you heard of this great party that happens every weekend on my blog? Its the share weekend, if you want to get to know more, then click here and join in, you can post or just read some of the great blogs and posts that are being shared

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Diary of an Author With Multiple Sclerosis – Feb 19

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Author with Multiple SclerosisIt’s been just over a month since my last update, but I’m trying really hard to keep updating as regularly as possible. Once a month seems about right for this series. So what’s been happening since last time (writing first)? Writing problems and solutions!

Writing

I’ve been writing reasonably seriously for about four or five years now, mostly short stories, with a couple of novellas. I want to get a novel written. Something longer. Do I have it in me? I hope I do, but I don’t just want to write 70K words and call it a novel. I want to write 70K words that make sense, that go together in a way that makes an actual story. I don’t need it to be an instant best seller, I just want it to be complete. I’ve been doing a lot of my growing here on the internet and have…

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Lee Tubman: Meet the Judge!

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I spoke recently with FEI 3* judge Lee Tubman. I have done lots of interviews with dressage riders and I thought it was time to get a judge’s perspective.Every horse and rider enters the dressage arena at A , halts at X, and salutes the judge who is at C. In the international competitions there are five judges and the judge at C is the President of the Ground Jury. In the World Championships and Olympics there are seven judges.

How did you start on your journey to be a judge?

I was on the Canadian Young Riders Team at the North American Championships in 1985 and I decided I wanted to understand more about how I received marks in the tests. I also wanted to know what the judges were looking at during a test. So I took a judging course. I’m a person who enjoys being on a…

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Where Do You Get Your Oxygen From?

Untangled

She is the embodiment
of the questions we pondered
on a sunny afternoon.

Knowing the hype of the
newest workshop and buzzwords
would all have their moment in time
we asked each other, What Comes Next?

What is…
The driver of contentment?
The reason to try one more day?
The song we sing to our inner-self?

With quiet wisdom, and wonderous curiosity
she asked, “Where Do We Get Our Oxygen From?”

Today I danced as if it was warm and sunny outside
As if the world can someday be just, fair and peaceful for All
Believing that alone and collectively we make a difference
to ourselves, our neighbors, and our world.

Smiling huge and with a nod to the snowbirds
soaring above me on this winter’s day
my thoughts went to my teacher, my friend
I thought back to that moment when she asked
“Where do we get our Oxygen…

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