| Name: Kassie. | I'm a grand weeper and a grim reaper. A lover, a writer and a student of life...within this blog are the things that make me smile, make me think and make my day.
Wake up, wake up, the sun cannot wait for long.
Reach out, reach out before it fades away.
You will find the warmth when you surrender.
Smile into the fear and let it play.
Hold on, hold on, so strong, time just carries on.
And all that you thought was wrong is pure again.
You can’t hide forever from the thunder.
Look into the storm and feel the rain.
You wanna run away, run away and you say that it can’t be so.
You wanna look away, look away but you stay cause’ it’s all so close.
When you stand up and hold out your hand.
In the face of what I don’t understand.
You’re my reason to be brave.
This is one of the kindest things to ever show up in an inbox for me, ever. I think I’ll re-read this anytime I’m being mean to myself before a performance or rehearsal! <3
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I will hold you up, I will help you stand.
I will comfort you when you need a hand.
I will be the voice that’s calling out,
“I believe in you. There are just so many ways that I believe in you.
And all I want to do is help you to believe in you.”
“I Can’t Remember Where I Put My Phone Two Seconds Ago But I Vividly Remember Every Embarrassing Thing I’ve Said Or Done Since 2008” a book written by me
I find it so hard to function on the fact that I work at a job where I talk to 20 - 30 people on the phone daily, all different people from different walks of life, and connect with no one. I’m surrounded by the voices of the needy; those without common sense, those who are too stupid to figure things out, and those who truly need my help.
And yet most of the time, I feel so alone at work.
I’m fixing all of these people’s problems, but I’ve never felt more helpless or powerless. I feel like I’m trapped in the bowels of call center Hell.
I hate my job.