Laila.

I know that everyone is entitled to their own opinion, and I respect any differences that I share with others, but I want to be able to speak freely on this issue because it's weighing heavy on my heart.

There's a lot of bad things going on in the world lately, i'm sure we can all agree on this.

Every day i'm surprised by the things that I find on my facebook feed because every day i'm convinced that it can't get any worse.

When the situation at the zoo happened, where the little boy fell into the Gorillas exhibit, people immediately turned to Social media to place blame on anyone they could.

"The fence should have been more secure."
"The parents should have been paying better attention to their kid."

I was confused by all of the accusations that were filling my news feed. 

At no point while reading about that situation did I stop to think, "who's to blame here?" 

My immediate thoughts surrounded the little boy and how frightened he must have been.

I thought about his parents and how helpless they must have felt. How much they probably regretted taking their eyes off of him for even a second.

When did we start living in a world where accidents are no longer allowed, yet judgments and attacking accusations are so freely welcomed? 

And then the little boy & the alligator attack... again I found myself in awe at the things I was reading. 

"What kind of idiot parents would let their child play near water in FLORIDA?"

I couldn't fathom being the parents of that little boy, having lost their child in such a tragic accident, to then see their names plastered over the internet by people who are apparently perfect.

Where is the compassion? Where is the unity? Where is the sympathy? 

It's no wonder we live in a time where mental illness is so prevalent - look at the way we treat one another. 

It's easy to sit behind a computer screen and have an opinion about a situation that you weren't a part of, but did it ever cross your mind to stop & put yourself in their shoes? 

Why would we actively try to cause more pain in someones life with cruel and meaningless words that hold no validity? 

It's easy for us to unite and become one when terrorists attack, but when a tragic accident occurs, suddenly we all become experts on how the situation should have been handled and we waste our time fighting over facebook status's about it.

I'm sick about it.

I'm sad.
I'm worried.

"Try a little harder to be a little better."

We need to fight these battles together, not create a divide. 

One day it's going to be you who needs a little extra help, a little extra sympathy, and I hope that those around you will offer it. 

I know that I will.

It's been years since I've actively written in here so I am attempting to start again...

Seeing as how this is kind of like a diary to me, I feel that it's important that you know a little about me and who I am before I let you into my life so freely. :)

I'm 26 - single - and happy. 

I am extremely clumsy. The phrase "this is why we can't have nice things" is my life motto. I break everything, spill everything, lose everything, trip over everything, etc...

I hate confrontation. 

I don't like hurting people's feeling and I don't do sarcasm at the expense of putting someone down. 

I love my hair. Preferably curly.

I am super sensitive, but equally strong. When you hurt my feelings, I won't tell you because I can deal with it on my own.

I have no problem admitting my flaws. Pride is not an issue for me.

I like taking care of people; both a blessing & a curse.

With that, I hate asking for help. I don't like being a burden on others.

I very rarely eat breakfast. I know, I should, but I just don't. 

Diet Coke is and always will be a part of my life. (sometimes Dr. Pepper)

I'm terrible at making "on the spot" decisions. I like to think about things.

I'm a really good girlfriend, but really bad at the process prior to that. If you want to date me, you'll have to make it clear and make it happen because i'll never catch on.

I love pizza, probably more than the average person.

"Netflix & Chill" should be engraved on my tombstone. 

I always love and trust people way more than they deserve; but i'd rather be like that than the opposite.

Pregnancy freaks me out. I don't understand how something can just grow inside of you and I really don't want to understand. (I'm sure I won't feel that way forever) 

I need sleep. I am such a miserable person without it.

I like to plan. That doesn't mean I can't be spontaneous, I just like to plan when planning is necessary.

I don't understand bad people and I'm thankful for that, it means i'm not like them.

My facial expressions need to be controlled. I say everything i'm feeling from my face. 

I have an incredible relationship with God, even though I sin daily.

I easily get overwhelmed by the sadness of other people. I don't know how to disconnect my feelings from those of others.

I think that I come off as anti social sometimes, but i'm really just nervous when I'm around new people so I get stand off-ish.

On the other end of the spectrum, I am probably too loud and too chatty around people I'm comfortable with. (sorrynotsorry)

My biggest fears are sharks and kidnappers.

I used to get bad night terrors as a kid and still do at times.

I offer to drive almost everywhere I go. I like having my car with me. Plus I get car sick in the back.

I'm not patient. I say a lot of bad words in traffic. I hate when people are late.

Anytime I'm having a mid life crisis or go through a break up, I book a flight. (literally)

I love reality tv shows. 

My mom knows everything and is always right. (Believe me, I've tried to prove this theory wrong, it never works.)

I am the queen of taking pictures. Everyone complains about it but they also secretly love it. 

I talk to myself A LOT.

I love in whole measures, I forgive always, I apologize when needed, I give without taking and I always put myself in other people's shoes.

I'm not an incredibly insecure person but I'm also not incredibly confident; I just know who I am and what I have to offer and I know that one day that'll be enough for someone.