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“YOU WILL NEVER KNOW, WHAT IS IN MY VEINS.”

Posted by ckashaan on September 11, 2014
Posted in: Uncategorized. Tagged: first post, mind, personal, thoughts. 2 Comments

Well, hello there. I guess this is the first post of my now fully migrated, coarsely designed, and live blog. Of course I want my first post to be all “life changing” or “deep”, but I just want to type something to get moving. Hopefully, well maybe hopefully not, I can keep to my old writing style. I thought it was pretty good. 

I type. I proofread as I go. I go quick. I don’t look back. I get out what’s on my mind. I usually catch most typos, but let’s be honest…I really don’t care that much. That’s a damn lie. Both of these sites have spellcheck, but it’s not like my page is corporate style or something. 

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A FINISH LINE???

Posted by ckashaan on February 27, 2013
Posted in: Uncategorized. Tagged: cycle, depression, help, losing it, trying. Leave a comment

Ahh it’s getting bad again. I expected it to happen sometime. It’s a cycle. Every couple of years with highs and lows. I really should see someone. Like a doctor or something. Get some “happy pills” to cope. I mean, when tears just start falling, you know you’re in that bad place.

But I’m safely in the mid-stage I guess. I know this pattern, I’m accustomed to it. I wake up, not wanting to. Then I sit around and play videogames to numb my mind and distract me from my thoughts of disappointment, negative self-worth, and longing. I swear I’m good at controlling my emotions normally, but then it overflows and cripples me. Then I leave my house to fulfill whatever obligation and I’m able to muster the strength to put on a “happy” face, but even that’s starting to fail now..a hint at the converting to the end-stage. Then I return home, no longer having the energy to keep up my walls and the overflow of depresssion takes me to a place where I don’t think I can return from. So I fall asleep to the sound of my tv and breaths.

And it repeats the next day with a greater intensity of extremes.

It’s always triggered by something. The cycle happens regardless, but it takes a trigger for me to hit the major depression flood gates. Usually something small, but this was pretty major for me this year. Once that trigger has been established, all the negative things about my life seem to gain magnitude and move to the forefront of my mind. As if my brain is trying to push me over the edge itself. I hate this feeling. I want it to end. And I know very well what it is that I’m implying and I understand that.

Honestly when I made it into my 20’s, I thought I’d have outgrown all this. Like I gained adult sensibilities and everything would be ok, especially since I have my siblings to look out for. Apparently I have outgrown nothing…

But will I? Will I end it all with a swift jump off the rockaway pier? I still can’t swim lol. I don’t think it’ll come to that, but I’m not one to claim knowledge of the future. I even had my will created to secure all my crap …I have a lot of crap… just in case. I’m a cautionary person, prepare for everything I can think to prepare for. I found it funny, yet reassuring, that Anthony said, “I’ll have to stop you.” I just told him he can’t stop me. I don’t think anyone could. I always find some reason to hold on a little bit longer.

I just have to find my reason before I’m settled with there is no reason. All I’m looking for is one reason because it seems the universe is settled on stopping me in whatever I want to try to do. What is the point of life then if there’s only disappointment? I try to be a good Buddhist and look for the meanings, but I fail. Maybe I’m just lazy and not looking hard enough. Shit, I could’ve also already finished whatever purpose I was supposed to fulfill, but I’m not one to claim omniscience.

Shit…I’m not one to claim anything.

I’m not even going to proofread this before I post it. Just seems better that way.

MAYBE THE BAD PATH, ISN’T THAT “BAD”

Posted by ckashaan on February 15, 2013
Posted in: Uncategorized. Tagged: bad, Flight, good, mind, movie, path, support, thoughts, trouble. Leave a comment

This is probably my most experimentally driven post I’ve ever written. All spurred by one movie. It’s interesting, I’ve created such a “thought bubble” in my head that usually movies or shows either accurately portray my mindset or depict what is already there, but I’ve chosen to subdue. Oh yeah, the movie was Flight with Denzel Washington…awesome movie. I started watching because I always wanted to see that flight scene, the pilot in me of course. I kept watching because Denzel’s character pulled me in and I was hooked.

The self-destruction, the unstable relationships, broken family, arrogance, justified arrogance, the one best friend keeping him above level albeit his drug dealer also lol. Look at the comparison to my life. The same on all points, except my best friend isn’t a drug dealer, but he is the one keeping me above level. The only difference is I could never let myself fall completely to the level he was at. I always had my very strict “black line” and refused to cross it. But why?

There was always a reason to stay afloat for someone. First time, I didn’t go through suicide because it would’ve destroyed my already fragile dad. The second time I couldn’t put my younger brothers through that in the end. I stay on the good and narrow now, not because I don’t have the means to delve into the underbelly of society, but because I’m constantly a model for people who have something wrong with them. I’m the one people come to as if I can fix anything because I keep it together..no demons in my closet.

A secret for some still, yes, but no demons. And I’ve had a hard life keeping it that way.

But as I was watching this man on the screen systematically destroy himself, at first it upset me, but then I was like “why don’t I do that”? “Why do I fight so hard to be everything for everyone?” It especially hit me when, as the woman walked away from the hanger, he yelled, “I embrace it, shit. I choose to drink…And I blame myself, I’m happy to. And you know why? Because I choose to drink.” He was touting himself as a person, whether through conscious effort or not, to have made the choice to be a drinker. He knew his relationship with his ex-wife and son was bad. His job was in jeopardy. The woman he was building a relationship with was leaving him. Yet he still drank.

Willingly spiral out of control.

Last year I tried to do so much on my own and I tried it all the good way. Kept it straightforward and honest. And when I kept messing up because I wasn’t ready, I didn’t let myself drown in my sorrows and self-pity. This year will be different. I’m modeling this to be the year I spiralled out of control just because I can, but will I be able to come back? I don’t want to stay under forever. How can I still be that guy to go to if I can’t recover? I’m sure being in that state of mind won’t be good to help anyone else. What if it feels so good to be bad, I won’t want to come back? Will there be someone stronger than me to save me? It took someone else’s good action being tarnished for him that Denzel’s character was able to break his destructive cycle. I don’t want to need something that drastic to bring me back from darkness.

But I want to be bad too much. I want to taste..feel it..live it..revel in it and let it take over me.

…but will there be someone stronger than me to save me?

Til next time. Stay frosty.

MY RESET BUTTON AND THE SUBLIMINAL

Posted by ckashaan on February 5, 2013
Posted in: Uncategorized. Tagged: 2much, more time, multitargeted, reset, stress, subliminal messaging, too much. Leave a comment

What is wrong with me? This is the question I ask myself lately because I can’t quite figure it out. I know there’s something somehow keeping me from propelling forward like normal, but I have no idea what it is. I’m now torn between schooling, work, my little brothers, my stepfamily, looking for a new job, and a boy who’s falling for me fast even though I urge him not to.

I’m too damaged..I’ll break you..you can’t fix me.

I’m passing out on trains to catch some sleep. Watching my lectures at work because I have no other time. Cutting down my time with family because I can’t be the fun brother while I’m in this state. Times are hard for me right now, but I’m pushing through. I burn out everyday, go home, fall asleep, and push that reset button in my head to find a more efficient way to get through the next day. But I’m getting there.

I miss you..what was I thinking before?

Lol even all my extra social life is eradicated. I just have my best friend to keep me having fun when I need it. Mom went away for a week and I didn’t even have any hookups over. I’m either really too far gone out my mind or my ex really changed me. Nah I always say he changed me because I’m way different now than before. Or maybe killing the extra hangouts is my subconscious way of growing up. I do feel so much older lately with all the extra stress. I even looked at my favorite batman underwear like “why the fuck do I own this?” And I love them.

Maybe I’m scared to call you..he’s too small to not notice me..I didn’t think you did either.

I guess this random post was a way to purge my mind. Expel some overloaded thoughts. Everyone needs to purge once in a while. Even me, who holds everything in.

Til next time. Stay frosty.

THE LEARNING CURVE PT.2

Posted by ckashaan on January 15, 2013
Posted in: Uncategorized. Tagged: corner, growing, interactions, learning, lesson, life, maturing, missing, pt2, siblings, support, tag team, teaching. 4 Comments

If you haven’t read the first part, I suggest you do because this post might be a little confusing if you don’t.

Now to continue..

My travelling has found me to many others on corners. And I’ve done my very best to translate my observations to them, most to great positive outcomes. I’m honored to have been a part of their lives. But the one thing I observed and always wanted, that part that i thought was missing from my life, was the interaction of siblings. They’re like the ultimate tag team of travelling through life. And twins take that up a notch to “partners in crime” lol.

But I was slated to never have any. It was an experience I thought I needed, but really only wanted. So after wanting so bad, I just settled with never getting any.

And then I get 2. Younger stepsiblings from my dad’s first remarriage, which thankfully ended. I never wanted siblings again if that was what it would be like.

And then I get 2 new ones. Older this time. Sister and brother, same as before. It’s is awesome.

And then I get 3 to add to that. Younger this time. All brothers. It is awesome.

And then we add another one last year. Little baby brother still not old enough to really be influential upon my actions.

…I’m going to go back to my metaphor now.

I observed a lot from my older sister and brother, mostly sister, that prepared me to handle younger siblings. I thought I learned enough and I was ready the first time, but I wasn’t. I succumbed to the teaching of my sister and I consequently learned how to teach to my little brothers. Well hopefully it translates to them well enough. But as I said before, it is still true now. Siblings are the tag team of travelling through life. I’ve learned without them, I teach them. They learn without me, they teach me. We learn together, we teachother.

It’s the coolest most rewarding interaction I’ve stumbled into so far.

But that’s it I guess. I’ve grown from a little boy on the corner to an older boy away from his corner. Learning at different corners and sharing what I’ve learned with those inhabitants. And now I have companions to travel with me. I will always be the observer first because there’s no limit to what you can learn from the actions of your predecessors, but the more I learn, the more I teach.

Teach me.

Til next time. Stay frosty.

THE LEARNING CURVE PT.1

Posted by ckashaan on January 15, 2013
Posted in: Uncategorized. Tagged: corner, learning, life, life quote, motive, need, needs, observing, pt1. 1 Comment

So I reconnected, sortof reconnected because we always talked on and off for years, with one of my old kids from my first year at my job. Back when I was just a junior counselor.

…where have all the years gone?

In the midst of us catching up, we talked about a couple of interesting topics. I’m only going to talk about one here, but maybe I’ll post about the others. The topic that I’m choosing to be of main focus right now is “our life directions”.

If you pay any attention to my taglines or quotes along the 7 year, almost 8 year, journey on my blog, you’d notice a concurrent theme with how my experiences led me to direct my life..it’s best summed up in this quote I’ve created to describe myself:

“I’m just that little boy on the corner observing the way the world works.”

I shall dissect and explain this description for you of course..in case you don’t see how this fits me perfectly.

Remember when I was younger, I was always by myself. The independent kid while his parents were working. Learning on his own. Lacking the direct nurturing that someone in a loving home would normally receive..hence why I’m on the corner. I’m looking for something, rather intently seeking and searching for that which I don’t get at home. It’s led me out into the world and I’ve hit the intersection. To a little kid who has never explored yet, to the shy kid who is afraid of what he doesn’t know, that intersection is scary. So he waits at the corner, doesn’t know what he’s waiting for, but he waits anyway.

Oh I hope you understand the “boy” part. I do happen to be of the male variety lol.

But this kid, while waiting and hoping to see that which he needs, but doesnt know what it is, feels comfortable in that spot and sits there. And is overwhelmed by all that occurs in the little intersection of his. The cars, the people, the air, the smells, the interactions, the frights, the celebrations, the mournings, the beginnings and ends. He takes it all in and is observing. This is what he is growing up to participate in and he needs to learn where he will fit in. He needs to learn how he’s going to merge into the endlessly flowing traffic of life. He must pay attention to, not only what is going on, but to why it is happening. The underlying motives, that driving force of everything. The “cogs in the machine” if you will.

And he learns. Oh does he learn.

But he doesn’t go back home with what he’s learned because his reason for being on the corner is still there. He is still missing something. That which he doesn’t know yet, but still isn’t there. Days and nights go by and now he feels he can venture off to let the traffic take him to other places where he can uncover more ways to search. More luck to find whatever it is he’s looking for. He lands in new places. Meets new people. Some hurt him and it scars him beyond repair. He returns to the corner shaken, but not defeated. He ventures in the traffic again, ever so careful, masterfully using what he has learned from all he’s observed. He finds interactions that give him pieces of what he thinks he needs and it’s wonderful. He returns to his corner, not of pain this time, but of the need to relax. There’s so much good out there that it overwhelms him. Too much to take in.

His biggest, most pleasureable observation? ..the teaching of others and the desire to spread joy. He decides that’s what he will do. So he leaves his corner, but with more maturity and a different motive. He’s no longer observing for only himself to learn, he wants…no he NEEDS to observe so he can pass on all his vast experiences and knowledge to the others on the corners waiting for what they don’t know yet. He NEEDS to teach the paths that will lead the explorers down streets of least pain and resistance thereby spreading only joy.

He has found what he needed all along.

…alright I’m going to try to take myself out of the 3rd person now, but it’s so much fun to write like that. I guess I’ll have to change my life quote too because I’m not only “observing” now.

…til part 2. Stay frosty.

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