I lost it. I'm completely ashamed to say so too. I lost my slight (figuratively). I know this might be vague now, but not to worry, I'll be explaining soon enough, I promise. Back on topic: I feel distraught, embarrassed and shamed. The reason? Get ready.
My confession today, I lost my sight with advocating for Invisible Children. To help those child soliders that people keep on forgetting, the same children I forgot. I feel beyond ashamed, even though some tell me I shouldn't. But no matter what they say, I keep feeling as though I let those children down in some way.
I know that this may seem a bit illogical, but it's honestly what I'm feeling. I feel as though I failed these kids in some way. That I've just did The Rescue and, for lack of a better word, forgot about them after that. I've been mondo busy with my life going topsy turvy as of late, but that's no excuse. I want to be there for these kids in some way, I need to be there for them. Because I don't want them feeling like I did, when I didn't exactly have someone.
This'll be a short blog (for me at least), I have a lot of things I must share with you, my dear readers. I need to get into the swing of things, I need to find my passions again. I need to find the things that drove me to live everyday and fight for what I believe in. I've lost my sight on my hopes, dreams, goals and morals. And now it's time to find my lost sight, to hold on and fight for everything I believe is true and right. And I'll be starting with once again heavily advocating for Invisible Children. There's no way in hell I'm gonna lose my passion again, especially considering the fact it was something I held so near and dear to my heart.
My solution to my confession, to stop not believing in myself. I know who I am, so why do I doubt myself so much? I tell people to embrace their traits everyday, and yet I can't do the same. Well that ends now!
Get ready (again) world, I'm back and better than ever!
TTFN!
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Never Ending.
Okay so first of all, this isn't exactly a "confession" blog today. It's more of a "I need to vent now or I'm gonna explode" type of blog. Well, dearest readers, get ready for a huge onslaught of frustration, anger and disappointment. Ready...Set...Commence!
Today, this blog will be focusing on the ongoing and never ending conflict in Northern Uganda and Congo. Yes, readers, I'm once again talking about Invisible Children. The child soldiers forced to live a life of unnecessary violence, madness and terror.
As all of you may know, I'm extremely passionate about this particular epidemic. And to be completely honest (as I always try to be), I'm not exactly sure where this intense passion comes from. I mean, these are children that I'll never be meeting in my life. Children who don't know my name, age, nothing; and I'm not in knowledge of theirs either. And yet...I feel as though I'm connected to them in some sort of way. It's almost as if they're apart of my extended family, a family I won't ever get to see, know or meet.
It frustrates me to no end that useless violence and terror is happening in this day and age. To hold children against their will, force them to commit unspeakable crimes...it's almost unfathomable to me. And maybe all of this anger, frustration and compassion comes from my background: living in terror every single day of my life, being petrified to stand up for myself and my family, living in such a horrible abusive home. And let me tell you something readers, I got the good end of the stick. My brothers and mother, goddess bless them, had it a helluva lot worse than I did. Maybe that's the root of my passion, or maybe it's not. But all I know is that this conflict needs to stop, now. Not in ten years when there's no life left on the precious earth that is Uganda and Congo, but now.
Here are a couple of statistics for you, I'm warning you now readers, that these will shock you. Mind you, this is only in Southern Sudan alone (to date). Ready? Yeah well, I wasn't either but here they are anyway:
Today, this blog will be focusing on the ongoing and never ending conflict in Northern Uganda and Congo. Yes, readers, I'm once again talking about Invisible Children. The child soldiers forced to live a life of unnecessary violence, madness and terror.
As all of you may know, I'm extremely passionate about this particular epidemic. And to be completely honest (as I always try to be), I'm not exactly sure where this intense passion comes from. I mean, these are children that I'll never be meeting in my life. Children who don't know my name, age, nothing; and I'm not in knowledge of theirs either. And yet...I feel as though I'm connected to them in some sort of way. It's almost as if they're apart of my extended family, a family I won't ever get to see, know or meet.
It frustrates me to no end that useless violence and terror is happening in this day and age. To hold children against their will, force them to commit unspeakable crimes...it's almost unfathomable to me. And maybe all of this anger, frustration and compassion comes from my background: living in terror every single day of my life, being petrified to stand up for myself and my family, living in such a horrible abusive home. And let me tell you something readers, I got the good end of the stick. My brothers and mother, goddess bless them, had it a helluva lot worse than I did. Maybe that's the root of my passion, or maybe it's not. But all I know is that this conflict needs to stop, now. Not in ten years when there's no life left on the precious earth that is Uganda and Congo, but now.
Here are a couple of statistics for you, I'm warning you now readers, that these will shock you. Mind you, this is only in Southern Sudan alone (to date). Ready? Yeah well, I wasn't either but here they are anyway:
- 167 abductions
- 188 deaths
- 68,000 displaced
Quoted from the Invisible Children website:
"Since, January 2009, LRA violence against innocent civilians has intensified across four countries, originating in Uganda, and extending into the Central African Republic (CAR), Democratic Republic of Congo (DRC), and most recently, Sudan."
THIS.IS.MADDNESS! Why? Why do these innocent people have to be subjected to such terrible violence? Why do people have to die, injured and mutilated in order for others wanting to be heard? Why doesn't anyone, besides the activists fighting out there and those who actually care, want to give these innocent people any help?
I'll end this with asking you something: If you could do anything to help these people, would you? Personally, I would do everything in my power. I'd give almost anything to help these poor people (I'll explain that in my next blog). Just think about my question, okay? And any emails would be appreciated and directed towards: angelia@thehpalliance.org
TTFN!
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