Conspiracy Theories for Progressives?

Last week my husband and daughter had covid. Luckily the symptoms were mild – similar to a cold. They both lost their sense of taste and smell. I was cooking my butt off making some wonderful meals but I was the only one that could enjoy them. 

Throughout the whole ordeal, I never got sick. I tested myself twice and was negative both times.

I was the only one in the house who got the booster. My husband refused and my daughter is too young.

I received my booster shot in Chicago when I was away at treatment. I remember that night I called my husband to tell him about it and I also encouraged him to get it as well. My husband responded with a conspiracy theory regarding the booster shot and said he wasn’t going to get it.

I was shocked. My husband is very progressive. He wouldn’t be caught dead watching Fox News. 

I don’t remember the specifics of the theory – something about the shot being ineffective and only out to make the pharmaceutical companies money. 

Okay – greedy pharmaceutical companies is pretty believable, however, I totally trust the science behind the shots.

So maybe I’m opening a can of worms here, but how do you feel about the shots?

Also, do you know any other conspiracy theories progressives may believe in?

Where do you volunteer? Give me some secular ideas!

Several years back I spent a lot of time volunteering for our local chapter of the National Alliance on Mental Illness (NAMI). I was very involved in their art program and I even made connections that led to the job I have now. I meet some amazing people and found the support I needed as a person with a mental illness.

Since then, I have worked at two nonprofits both in the mental health field.

In my previous position, I was required to drive clients to food pantries – almost all of them were at churches. Some said a prayer before passing out food. One actually made you sit through a sermon before they gave you groceries. I thought it was disgusting that they were taking advantage of very vulnerable people.

You shouldn’t help others in the name of god. You should want to help because you’re a decent human being. 

It’s no surprise that you run into a lot of religious people in “Holy Toledo”. 

I’m thinking of volunteering again and I would love to hear where you volunteer. I need some secular ideas. 

At the top of my list right now is my daughter’s school. It might be nice to meet some of the other parents and I definitely need more reasons to get out of the house. However, I may have to wait a couple months since the last week of school is literally next week.

Okay decent humans, where do you volunteer?

If your life was a pie chart, would spirituality be one of the pieces?

A while back I asked in a post if you can be both spiritual and atheist and I think most agreed that you can, in fact, be both. It led to some interesting comments.

If you can be both, do you think spirituality is an important part of life? A part needed to feel whole?

Working in mental health as well as being a patient I sometimes run across things like this — a pie chart that shows spirituality as an important part of wellbeing.

Do you agree that it’s a dimension of our wellbeing? Is it necessary?

Sometimes I’m annoyed with spirituality’s inclusion right alongside physical, emotional, and financial health. Until my last post about spirituality, I always associated spirituality with religion which gave me some seriously bad vibes whenever anyone brought it up — especially professionals.

I myself have never considered spirituality as important but recently I have been thinking about it differently. Maybe it does play a role in my life. I’m still trying to figure that out.

So what do you think? Is spirituality important even when you’re an atheist?

Are you comfortable labeling something as “unexplained”?

As many of you know, I have schizoaffective disorder which comes with both mood and psychotic symptoms. I have been on medication for many years and I’m in a good place.

Prior to medication, I had hallucinations that I thought were spirits or ghosts. Once I started taking anti-psychotics, the ghosts went away and I knew they were just symptoms of my mental illness – and better yet, symptoms that could be treated. That came as a relief since I was often frightened by them.

Sometimes friends and family are a little leery of my diagnosis since they, too, have experienced “ghosts”. My “ghosts” came with an explanation but theirs didn’t. It’s pretty obvious that I have a mental illness, but I don’t think that’s true for all of my friends and family. What exactly are they experiencing?

I would never discredit someone’s personal account. Something was obviously real to them

I consider ghosts as “unexplained”. I don’t think there are dead people haunting us, but I do think there is something to it and one day science will catch up and figure out what that something is.

I also see aliens as unexplained.

Do you see things as unexplained or do you dismiss them and say they’re not real? I’m really curious to see how you guys feel about this.

A Letter to My Body

Dear Body,

When I started skipping meals at eleven years old, I had no idea I would still be struggling with a devastating eating disorder nearly thirty years later.

I am truly sorry for that.

I abused you for decades and yet you survived. If only my mind was as resilient as my body.

I have a hard time calling you beautiful. I’m working on it but I’m not there yet. However, I recognize that I have just as many likes as dislikes when it comes to your appearance. I don’t like my belly, thighs, or arms but I do like my short stature, lips, and curly hair. 

Your strength is undeniable. You grew a baby inside of me and brought my daughter into the world. It was an amazing experience and I’m so happy to be a mother.

As I progress in my recovery, I reflect on everything I’ve put you through and how amazing you truly are. Thank you for keeping me alive.

My 40th birthday is approaching and I am grateful for the time you have given me. I am developing healthier habits and I promise to treat you better in the years to come.

Here’s to finally showing you some love. You deserve every bit of it.

Love,
Me

An SOS from a red state – I’m losing hope.

When I was younger, Ohio was a swing state and often very influential in elections. We have since turned red. It’s pretty hard to believe that our state once voted for Obama. 

What happened?

I don’t often write about politics because I really don’t want to get into fights with people, but I have something to get off of my chest.

I’m losing hope.

Obviously, I’m not a fan of Republicans. And although I usually vote for Democrats, I’m not a huge fan of that party, either.

With the rise of Bernie and AOC, I thought I would see some real changes made but it feels like their movement has lost momentum. My husband and I donated time and money to their campaigns and felt a tiny bit of hope.

What happened?

My husband and I struggle with everything from student loans to childcare costs. Sometimes it’s hard to accept that this is just how things are and any chances of relief are pretty bleak. 

My husband has a very stressful job and he doesn’t get breaks. There is nothing in Ohio’s laws that requires employers to give their workers breaks. How ridiculous is that? 

Don’t even get me started on my maternity leave.

My husband is very passionate and vocal about politics, often fighting with family and friends on social media.

I’m not as loud, but I still care. I’m just losing hope.

 

Where do you stand? Do you think things will ever change?

Intruder (more lovesick poetry)

Intruder

 

Real-world interrupted.
Every waking moment stolen.
Last night you invaded my dreams.
You’re an intruder in my life –
my distracted brain a hostage.
Is my restless mind a curse
or a guilty pleasure?
You’re unbearable
and intoxicating.
Everything else can wait
because I love every minute of it.
I don’t want to let you go
but I never really had you in the first place.

A Secular Childhood: Letters to My Daughter — No. 30 “Spring Program”

Dear daughter,

Tonight is your spring program at school and I know you’re nervous as hell. You’ve been saying so for weeks.

My best advice for tonight – just get it over with. No matter what happens tonight, your family is so proud of you.

Kindergarten is almost over. Soon you’ll be a first grader! Here are some things I’ve learned about you this year:

  1. You hate homework.
  2. You have a lot of people young and old who adore you.
  3. You love animals and want to be a zookeeper. 
  4. You can eat your weight in applesauce.

I hope you enjoyed your first year at school, but buckle up because there’s still so much more to come. 

Learning doesn’t just take place in the classroom – it happens everywhere! Learn as much as you can about the world around you. Pop Pop got us memberships to the zoo and science museum so we will be spending lots of time there this summer as well.

Congratulations on making it through kindergarten!

Love,
Mom

Are there any aspects of your faith that you miss?

For those of you that were once religious, is there any aspect of your faith that you miss?

The Outsider

Growing up, most of my friends went to church. Some of my friends were even the children of pastors. We lived in a pretty conservative area. While my parents considered themselves Christian, we did not go to church (except for an occasional wedding or funeral) and it was not forced upon me.

I was always an outsider. My friends had confirmation and vacation bible camp – things I knew nothing about. All of my friends were people I went to school with but they had a whole nother community in their church.

I have to admit, I may have been a little jealous.

I sometimes went to church services with my friends and I never got it. I didn’t enjoy it and I definitely didn’t understand it. However, I tagged along to a couple of youth group activities and they were actually kind of fun. 

I knew I would never fit in and unfortunately, I felt like I was missing out.

A Question for the Formerly Faithful

Obviously today I want nothing to do with religion. I don’t fit in and I don’t care. For once, I like being an outsider.

For those things I thought I was missing out on – do you miss any aspects of your religion? The community? Some comfort?

It’s kind of funny to me now because I’m still friends on Facebook with many of the people I grew up with and most of them are still religious. I just thought they would all grow out of it.

One of my friends goes to a church with cardio drumming. Now I know I’m definitely missing out!