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Reasons

Shortly after the New Year, I took about a three week break from Facebook, deleting the app from my phone. I felt that it was in my best interest. As a whole, it made me feel wretched about myself (or bitter, or judgmental, or a slew of other negative emotions). Not to mention the amount of time I wasted.

It was hard at first, as most habits are, to break. But, as the days went on, it became easier, and I had more time to be engaged in the present. I was looking less at my phone for the red notifications. However, there were certain things I missed, such as seeing pictures of those that live far away, or sharing in others' happy news.

So, after some time, and after I felt like I had found some balance, I decided to log back in. It was the day after the inauguration and the day of the women's march. Two of my best friends and I went together. We joined about 5,000 others in Riverside. People of differing beliefs and backgrounds came together in solidarity, each person choosing to march for his or her own reasons.

For me, this is why I marched: I marched because I believe that our individual and collective voices matter; I marched because I believe that misogyny and xenophobia need to be addressed and eradicated from government; I marched because I believe that all children (including the children of undocumented immigrants like those who attend my school) deserve the best possible education; Most importantly, I marched because I believe that every single person is to be valued. Every one. We do not get to decide if we think someone is worthy of love. I marched because God loves ALL people. Period.

Then, it seems, the world, especially the social media one, went berserk. It is so easy to find articles that prove your viewpoint. It is easy to disregard others behind the safety of your keyboard. It is easy to share some pointed post that will show them what's what. But, ultimately it is never effective.

So, when a distant family member sees that your friend marched and he asks her if she has been ¨kicked in the head,¨ well, that is just plain unacceptable. He could have asked her what led her to march. He could have attempted to understand her feelings.

There is so much division and hate. He is the president, and I do hope to God that he does well, but his actions are unnerving to me. His insatiable ego has no place in the White House. His actions (which I honestly thought were enough to not get him elected) have not changed. His refusal to release his tax records, as was confirmed today, is thoroughly suspicious. And it is so telling that he would rather live with peoples' suspicions than to divulge the truth. Truth matters not to him. Whatever he is hiding must be so damning. I won´t even go into his conflicts of interest.

He has censored the National Park Service for reporting facts, he had Press Secretary Spicer lie to us, then the next morning his counselor, who he publicly called ´baby´ while thanking her,  straight-faced said that he did not lie, but gave ¨alternative facts.¨ Seriously?

Anyway, I think it is time to take a more extended break from Facebook. Now is not the time to remain silent, but nor is it the time to engage over social media. I appreciate what President Obama said in his Farewell Speech: ¨If you're tired of arguing with strangers on the Internet, try talking to them in real life.¨

So, that is what I am planning. I will regret potentially not seeing pictures of your cute kiddos, or missing an opportunity to connect with you or encourage you, but I am still here (I just won't be on online much).

Remember, you matter. Kindness matters. You are loved. And never be afraid to speak out against hate. Peace.

xo.

Comments

amy danielle said…
You are amazing Jade. You may not be on social media to see it, but I will be sharing the heck out of this, because you are SO right on, and per usual, you communicate with grace and love. I adore you, precious friend. You're a rock star in my book.
Deb said…
Jade dear, so elequent are your words. Go with God. The internet has become a very hurtful and challenging place to hang out. Your tender heart will be missed. Love you, Deb
شركة تنظيف منازل بالرياض شركة تنظيف شرق الرياض ، شركة تنظيف فلل شقق السيراميك شرق الرياض ، شركة تنظيف كنب شرق الرياض ، شركة تنظيف موكيت شرق الرياض ، شركة تنظيف مجالس شرق الرياض ، شركة تنظيف خزانات شرق الرياض كافة أعمال النظافة العامة للفلل – نظافه عامة للقصور -نظافة عامة للاستراحات -نظافه عامة لبيوت الشعر – نظافه عامة للمعارض -نظافه عامة للمكاتب الإدارية
بحيث تشمل أعمال النظافة ما يلي : زجاجية نظافه واجهات, شركة تنظيف واجهات زجاج بالرياض , شركة تنظيف , شركات نظافة بالرياض, تنظيف خزانات , غسيل خزانات, تنظيف شقق , تنظيف فلل, تنظيف منازل, تنظيف بيوت, نظافة عامة,
نظافة واجهات حجر – مع الرش ,
تلميع أرضيات السيراميك ,
جلي رخام , خدمات النظافة – نظافة عامة – تنظيف منازل – تنظيف خزانات –
شركة تنظيف فلل بالرياض – تنظيف بيوت – شركة تنظيف
جلي بلاط , نظافة فلل – شركة تنظيف بالرياض – غسيل خزانات
نظافة مطابخ
وغسيل كنب ومجالس أرضية – بخار وعادي
وثرايات
غسيل خزانات
غسيل مسابح مع التعقيم
وتلميع البلاط
تلميع الرخام
شركة تنظيف موكيت بالرياض – غسيل مجالس – شركة تنظيف اثاث – شركات غسيل الموكيت – تنظيف الموكيت – غسيل المجالس
نظافة وتجفيف فوري ( سجاد موكيت وكنب وستائر, )
نظافة شقق وفلل وقصور ومساجد,
جلي وتلميع رخام وأرضيات سيراميك
تنظيف وغسيل وعزل وأصلاح خزانات
تلميع واجهات زجاجية
تنظيف فلل بالرياض - تنظيف شقق – تنظيف منازل – تنظيف بيوت
تنظيف خزانات – تنظيف – موكيت – شركة تنظيف مجالس بالرياض – غسيل موكيت - شركات تنظيف بالرياض - شركات نظافة بالرياض – شركات غسيل مجالس
شركة تنظيف بالرياض – شركة تنظيف منازل بالرياض- شركة نظافة فلل- شركة غسيل موكيت – شركة غسيل مجالس – شركة تنظيف موكيت – شركة تنظيف اثاث
- نظافة فلل- نظافة منازل – شركة تنظيف كنب بالرياض – نظافة مجالس- نظافة شقق- نظافة بيوت – نظافة منازل
نظافةعامة – تنظيف وجهات زجاج – تنظيف مكاتب – تنظيف شركات – نظافة عامة للمكاتب- شركة تنظيف خزانات – تعقيم خزانات – تنظيف قصور – شركات التنظيف بالرياض – شركات النظافة بالرياض شركة تنظيف مساجد بالرياض
شركة مكافحة الحمام بالرياض
شركة رش مبيدات بالرياض

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