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My Plea to Our World

My Plea to Our World

Give yourself permission to feel okay. This is why we love when other people love us – because it lets us flip the mental switch that gives us permission to be happy, proud, excited or content.

-Brianna Wiest

I don’t necessarily want to talk about this quote today, but I stumbled upon it and thought it was too true to not be shared.  This blog is really just me taking a study break (PEEP have you read… How To Survive Finals Week) and updating you on my life slash probably going to go on an inspirational rant at one point (update: yes, I did).

First things first, my BOSTON-ites, as a means to decrease my stress and increase my happiness, the day after my last final I will be coming up to Boston to frolic for a few days.  I want all of your restaurant, gym, and things to do suggestions, comment below or shoot me a message on Instagram!

Second things second, get a whiff of this one.. is that the right term? I know it’s something like that.

Yesterday, I was driving to Ithaca Bakery to change up  my study location.  On the way there I was coming to an intersection when I noticed a car stopped in the middle.  At first I thought they were just waiting to turn, or something like that, but after about 10 seconds of no movement I started to get worried so I inched closer as if I was going to go around her.  However, what I saw was not what I expected– the driver, an elderly woman, was completely unconscious at the steering wheel.

I couldn’t believe my eyes at first, it took me a few minutes to get my bearings.  As a 20 year old girl, Computer Science Engineering Major, I have absolutely no medical knowledge, but I knew I had to do something.  I backed up and stopped my car behind her, pulled out my phone, and called 911.

As I was talking to the dispatcher, what I saw happen was one of the most depressing and alarming situations I have ever witnessed.  I watched at least 20 grown adults, men and women, slow their car, notice the passed out woman behind her wheel in the middle of the intersection, and drive away.  They drove away.  Not kidding, they drove away like nothing was wrong.  I can’t even fathom how one could think that is okay.  Sure, I get it, maybe they were in a rush, maybe they didn’t know what to do.  But, honestly there is no rush large enough to risk someone’s life.  And if not knowing what to do was their excuse… I had absolutely no clue in hell what to do, but I knew what not to do which was to drive away.

For me, the initial situation was incredibly alarming but the way I saw the world handle it was even more alarming.

After talking to the cops and getting the go-ahead to continue on my way (I do not know how the woman ended up, but I do knoww she is alive) I was only able to drive a mile or so before I had to call my parents because I was so unstable about the whole situation.

I don’t mean for this to be a sad post, I really don’t.  I want this post to be a wake up call, a plea for us to meet our souls again.  I truly do believe that each and every person is good, honest, and beautiful in their own way.  However, I also believe that goodness gets buried and torn down by society, by social standards, by beliefs that are pushed upon us.  I believe that we often don’t realize how much we lose our true selves until it is too late, until there is an elderly woman in a life or death situation and we ignore it.  So, this is my plea to each any everyone of you taking the time to read this today..

Please be yourself.

Please stay true to your values.self-love

Please don’t be afraid to let yourself shine.

Please don’t let society tear you down.

Please don’t get trapped in beliefs that are pushed upon you.

Please love yourself, your true self.

Please be honest.

Please honor yourself and your values over anything or anyone else.

Please be strong.




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