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Inspiring quotes from Martin Luther King Jr.

Civil rights leader Martin Luther King Jr. was just 39 years old when he was assassinated 50 years ago, on April 4, 1968, but the values he stood for — acceptance, equality, non-violent protest — have echoed throughout the five decades since.

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Where do I even start?

So I’ve decided that I want to write something that others will maybe benefit from or share in, in some way. I’ve never used Tumblr before and to be honest, as a newbie, I don’t know much about it. 

I turned 30 earlier this year. I didn’t think that it would be the case but I struggled with the milestone more than I anticipated. I participated in every factor of my life, every decision, every waking moment; or non-waking moment for that matter! It’s not that I have made bad decisions. I’m not convinced that there’s such a thing as a “bad” decision. I think that people simply make decisions and it inevitably takes them a step closer or a step further away from where they want to be. Maybe that’s where I am right now? Ultimately, I’m not where I wanted to be at my age. 

I’m not “that person” where everything has fallen into place by, what appears from the outside to be, magic. You know who I’m talking about; the people who meet their soulmate at 18. The Notebook version of love. The people who created a multimillion dollar startup from their parents’ couch at 21. Is it just that our culture is unhappy with the simplicity and beauty of the average life?

I have a partner of 3+ years that I adore. A man that has truly taught me lessons about the important things in life; who is there for me no matter what. A man that I trust beyond measure, who makes me laugh and fills my day with joy. A man that I am excited to see at the end of everyday, however, I still have a pervasive sense of loneliness. 

Adult friendships are not easy to build. There’s something about the confinement of four bare classroom walls that builds fellowship like no other. Those school friendships are so valuable, however, they unsurprisingly become more distant with time and life circumstance. I think that people warn you about this in some vague way, however, of course, it doesn’t mean much until you are there. Stuck in that rut!

Somehow I feel as a though through social media we have created a culture of transparency but with a filter of dishonesty. People are willing to share what they are doing but not really how they got there. It feels shameful to be lonely, as though it says that you are not a nice, funny, likeable enough person. Can people talk about how they really feel? Not really. Not without being torn another a-hole. Welcome to the age of enlightenment. LOL. 

My question is...do others feel like this? Or is it just me?

But hey! I’m alive, employed and loved...I have A LOT to be thankful for and I will never forget that.