I stabbed myself. I stabbed myself twice. This happened a couple of weeks ago, but I am just now able to post it. No, I do not have a desire to unalive myself. And if I did, I promise you this would not be the method I use. It was traumatizing. Every time I look at my fingers, I get a little queasy. I have been having a one-sided battle with everything lately. I don’t know what the hell is going on. But I bring this up because I am struggling to wrap my mind around how people stab someone to death. I hate to say this, but there is a chance I may die if I am put in a me or you situation and knives are involved.
I could have passed out, not just from seeing my blood coming out at an alarming rate, but because of the pain. Mind you, it was a small stabbing due to the avocado pit moving and the knife going through the avocado, striking my finger, twice. Don’t ask. Due to MS, I have decreased sensation in my hands, so the pain could have been worse. To think about inflecting that type of pain on another person disturbs me. To think about doing it repeatedly, has me distressed.
I’m going to look at stabbing deaths a lot differently going forward. So, if we are ever in a me or you situation, just shot me. Please don’t stab me. I can’t take it. And if I live through it, can you imagine how traumatized I would be. Anyhoo, watch out for those slippery avocado pits. Be well and whole. Much Love ๐งก๐
P.S. No, I’m not losing it. I am really just traumatized and I needed to talk about it. This incident actually might have me going to therapy. Maybe it is bringing up some other shit I don’t know about.
Ready, Set, Write!
When I started my blog, I didn’t really have any clear direction of where I wanted to go with it. I just knew that I wanted to write and let people know that they were not alone in this world. That, they too could let their freak flag fly because here was another freak (not in a nasty way) that could understand being different and was okay with it. I did find that my posts leaned towards optimistic and positive content, and I was and am okay with that. Yet, as I have changed and evolved, I feel like I pigeonholed myself. That my “niche” isn’t representing me accurately. Even though I still don’t feel as if that was my niche. I felt like I could only complain so much because based on past posts, people were here for the positive commentary. I still don’t want to complain, but I do want to diversify my content. I want to talk about things that interest me and things that I love. For instance, music, hence Ebony’s Playlist. Driving, k-dramas, books, pictures. Whatever brings me joy or just draws my attention. I even want to throw some videos in here. Because the one thing I love more than writing is talking.

So this month, I want to post every day. I want to get back into writing. I want to revive EbonyonEverything. I mean, I have never stopped having something to say. I just need to say it here. Today starts my 30 days of blog posts. I can actually complete some of my half finished posts finally. Hopefully, by the end of the 30 days, I will have regained my spark. This post feels discombobulated to me, probably due to my lack of writing. But I hope you get my point. Be well and whole. Much Love ๐งก ๐.
Don’t Rush
What advice would you give to your teenage self?
I would tell my teenage self to not be in a rush to grow up. You have your whole life to be an adult and it is seriously overrated. Enjoy the years with no real responsibilities. Be young and have fun. Make the most of this time.
