Hip-Hip, Hooray!

One thing I can honestly say is that blogging used to scare me to death.  At the start of it all I faced multiple internal challenges over what to name my blog, how to make and keep it private, and- you get the picture.  That is when it hit me- the idea to blog about young adulthood troubles and conflicts. 

I have always enjoyed connecting with people and especially whenever its on more relevant issues.  Talking about the problems and dilemmas not only becomes a stress-reliever in its own sense, but also a timeless entertainment to those who experience the problem(s)-as well as for those who do not.  Sharing my internal conflicts and also inputting some research to justify and/or answer any questions concerning the troubles, allowed for a sense of normality amongst readers.  My main goal throughout the process was to create unity and deeper connections with my audience through the commonalities of young adults, but not exclusive to. 

As you may see from the start of my posting to the latest, my goal was not quite met at the start.  When I first started posting, it was hard for me to get deep and emotionally connect.  It wasn't until about the fourth or fifth blog post, that I truly began post how I wanted to post.  Not to sound as if anyone or anything was stopping, or that my posts were total duds; but more so I was not allowing myself to be expressive. 

In the rarest sense, blogging made me vulnerable and yet more confident.  At the start it was scary to tell-all, but towards the end it made me stronger- so cliched, but it did.  From opening up about my battles with weight to discussing family matters, my blog transformed into the "flower bud" of what I wanted.  I still have ways to go before I feel that my blog is at the stages of what I have envisioned in my mind to be the perfect blog, but at least I feel confident about it now.  I now enjoy writing about my problems and trying to connect with others with similar issues, just as much as I like to talk about them- which I talk a lot!  I hope that I will still post without the threat of a grade dangling over my head, school reference.  After all is said and done; this experience was new, insightful, scary at first (but what foreign thing isn't), fun, and self-learning from all of the self-searching I began to do for my posts.  Post to you all later. 

"Until next time, this is Imbroglio signing out!"

The Impasse of Others

For my final analysis paper for my ENG 112 class, I am going to most likely refer to two of my “go-to” community blogs. 

The first being renrexx.blogspot.com.  The moment I stumbled across this blog, I knew it was exactly where my blogs home belonged.  The blog talks about being a “survival guide to young adulthood” and offers personal accounts of the blogger on topics that affect the young adult community.  Problems from sex to relationships to simple pleasures such as phones are discussed.  The blog is very fun and engaging, and has plenty of posts to never appear dull or leave its readers with “Okay, and?”  Although the last post was posted about five months ago, I find pleasure in going back through the posts and finding real-time relations with what the author discusses.

The second blog is hipstercrite.com. As soon as I read the title, I knew it was for me.  With hipsters being closely related to funky, young, and lively; it was exactly where I wanted to be with my blog.  Based out of Austin, Texas, the author attracts its readers with problems that are experienced by all persons, and especially those in young adulthood.  The blog discusses health-stress/anxiety, fashion, pop culture, and many other problems/ topics of discussion concerning daily living. 

The set-up of either blog is quite intriguing and I think attributes to their growing members/followers. 

In my paper, I want to discuss how both blogs approach the topic of problems of being a young adult.  Where renrexx offers a survival guide and hipstercrite offers advice but in a way to let readers know there is nothing wrong with them.  In both cases the bloggers respond to their commenters and offer a sense of reality/ brings themselves to life.  I will discuss more in depth of the subject matters when the paper comes, but for now check out the blogs and get a better understanding of what and why I mean what I say.

Being at their Mercy

As a continuation from my latest post:

All my life I have reared my parents as the most superior beings, and I the most inferior to them.  I was raised to always give respect to adults and other superior beings, teachers and such.  Growing up, my single-parent mother used the common phrases “I have to be the mom and the dad” and “I am not your friend, I am your parent.”  Although she stuck by her word, she still wanted and achieved the relationship we have always had- I can tell her anything, talk to her about whatever and still keep the level of mother and son in check.  As I got older, however, our relationship has changed to that of an older sister and younger brother in ways that we can relate and discuss more adult-oriented topics.  The relationship is strong and healthy, as any child-parent relation should; but I still find myself not being completely comfortable.

Being at the mercy of my parents makes me feel as if I am not progressing in my life, but rather doing the opposite.  I do not want to dominate or over-step my boundaries as the “adult-child,” but the power-struggle between my parents and I is evident.  In my point of view I see myself as being a responsible young-adult.  I am a full-time student, part-time worker sustaining 30 hours a week, and saving up for a car.  However, it seems that it is not good enough for my parents.  Am I the one that is blinded by my own “perfections?”  Or are my parents too afraid to let me grow up? 

“In our Western culture, economic independence leads people to feel self-empowered and capable. It feels good to be able to rely on yourself, to take care of yourself, and to feel capable of pursuing your own goals.”(Dependent...)  The struggle of mine is well reflected by the quote above.  I want to branch out and “sow my own oats,” however I have to depend on my parents.  Dependence can be a blessing and a curse.  I am not too bothered by the common struggles of the “adult world,” and yet I wish to be apart of the new-world only independent. 

“By making most of the decisions for our children, we weaken them. By allowing them to make decisions and requiring them to take responsibility for their actions, we strengthen them.”(Dependent...)  Possibly this is a topic I need to discuss with my parents, but how do I go about doing so without offending.  Arguments on such topics that end with threats like: “Find your own ride to work/school,” only push me further into an internal confusion.  I don’t ever like coming across as ungrateful, or suppressed.  However, I am only getting older and I need my freedoms as anyone else does. 

Dependent Young Adults: "We've given you every advantage! Don't you want to do something with your life?" (2012, February 6). Retrieved February 6,2012, from http://www.sowhatireallymeanttosay.com/

Insight into My Chaotic Imbroglio

The minds of young adults are one big mystery.  The transition between childhood and adulthood is a mental burden in itself.  I am one, and even I find it hard at times to fully understand why I do things the way I do, or even what makes me do them or think that way.  Through psychology we can all learn that one single brain is not identical to another.  With that being said my blog posts will be mostly based on my own personal experiences and others [young adults] that too find themselves in similar predicaments.  Not to say that any or all of my topics will be topics that only adolescents can face, there could be a forty year old that experiences similar dilemmas and that is unfortunately perfect!  I will discuss various topics such as: anxiety and its relation to school, work and other stress-related issues; sexuality; relationships-friend and family; and various other topics as such and all having the focal theme of young-adult impasses.  *Hence the title.  A little introduction of myself, would be I am an eighteen year old male, currently living at home, studying at a local community college, and sustaining a part-time job.  Don’t get me wrong there is not anything wrong with a community college, but graduating high school with over a 4.0 GPA and staying home mainly for the family’s sake, can cause a little bit of imbroglio in my head.  I am very much overweight and have family member(s) of who are sick- I will address more in detail, the topics I just mentioned in the very near future.  I am extraverted and musically oriented in a sense that I love music-but what person of the new generation doesn’t?  From a first glance, I am quite normal, lost in the crowd.  After a few moments however, it can easily be identified that I am far from that.  What is normal anymore, anyways?  Is anyone truly normal?  These things complicate my life even further, especially when I see that I do not fit the criteria of a normal eighteen year old male.