Leaving New York…

byebyeplateAbout a month ago I tried putting this post up and it wouldn’t let me save into draft form and it wouldn’t let me post either which was weird.

Despite the technical difficulties, I wanted to share my feelings from the past until now in regards to leaving NYC.

About a month ago, I received an offer I just could not refuse. Through my current employer (yes I do have a day job), an opening came up I couldn’t bypass and after several weeks of interviewing I was offered the position.

I never really shared with anyone about the job or what my plans were. It was probably my best kept secret. Sure I shared with a few close friends, but nothing I needed to share on social media, public or personal.

Once the job was offered, it took me forever to pack. Not realizing how much shit I had, I never really organized myself in this move. Being depressed every now and then didn’t help and of course my parents were too busy to help me pack. I’m not sure what was going on with me. It was a distressed feeling as through the packing was draining me.

I saved everything for the last minute. It was just awful. As excited I was to move, I was still suffering with some form of depression. Even in the state of mind I was finally leaving NYC, I couldn’t shake the dead weight of my mind.

Needless to say, once I did make an announcement I was moving, everyone was sending me messages, asking where was I moving to. Some people didn’t realize they were on a need to know basis, on top of that was any one of these people for me when other things were going on in my life where I could have used a friend? Now, relocating, suddenly people want to be your friend.

No thank you.

Of course a select few were chosen to know, people who I regard as friends.

Right down to the last week, I got cheap to buy more boxes to move the rest of my things into storage since there was only so much money to go around it was either move me or move my things. (Hence the go fund me page www.gofundme.com/mbluemove).

While my stuff is hauled up in storage due to arrive the later part of January, I have to say relocating was the best choice I ever made for my life.

I never thought I would feel a sense of peace. I had been extremely unhappy in NYC since 2009, all I ever wanted to do was leave. When this opportunity came, what better way to go.

It was emotionally taxing to leave. A city I loved for so long felt as though every turn I made to try something new and better myself, wasn’t happening in an overpriced residence. I didn’t like my neighbors anymore, the noise became unbearable. The constant shoving and being squashed by people on the 1 line with those tiny chairs no one fit unless you were like 5 years old, just wasn’t cutting it for me.

My friend has asked me the last two weeks if I miss the Bronx….well.

I don’t.

NYC served its purpose. Something similar my ex said in 2001 when I thought we were working towards reconciliation. Some things serve a purpose and once that purpose is fulfilled, it’s time to move on.

For those of you wondering (and if you’ve seen my instagram posts you already know), I live in Arizona now. Close to Vegas and California. I was scared it would become a “Squidville” episode (for those who watch Spongebob), but thankfully it hasn’t.

I have found a bit of peace in the sea of my own chaos…the ones that live in my head. 😉

And finally you know that crazy question people ask….did you take all your animals? I ask., did you take all your children when you moved?

Until then.

Loves and Hugs,

MB~

 

When Did Everyone Become So Seriously Morbid?

MarabelleBlue Middle FingerI’m so confused.

Early this morning, someone on Facebook (no less and we should all know where this is going) about doing a magic trick with their mother’s ashes. Thinking that this is a joke because I know he would never do something like, following another jokester, I chimed in that he should use my sister’s husband because he is really of no use #runawayhusband #runawayfather

The response “MarabelleBlue not cool. That was not what the post intended”

WTF?

Then why post something so god damn stupid!?!

I noticed within, I would say, maybe a five year proximity, people have gotten really stupid online. From the incorrect political posts, the fake websites with fake news that everyone seems to believe, from the jokes in poor tastes that everyone finds so damn funny BUT let you be the one to make that joke and YOU’RE WRONG!

Where are the priorities? So if you pass the joke from said nameless person it’s okay but if you’re the one making the joke you’re just a fucked up person.

Same person who doesn’t believe in God gets mad when sharing personal health issues and everyone says, “praying for you”, and the response is “Oh I don’t believe in God so I don’t need prayers…” (not verbatim)

But you get the gist of it.

If you don’t believe in God that’s one thing. Respect to you. I never judge anyone who’s an atheist.That is their prerogative, as anyone who believes in something else.  However, don’t get mad at people when they are sending good vibes via in prayer for your fucking well being. WTF?

People like this (not atheists), but the mindset are just outright asses. Trolls who want to ask for things or make statements and get mad at you when you chime in on their joke.

If the internet had a separation, it should be set up where people that are productive who are using the Internet for the right reasons has a server here and all other stupid assholes log in here and stay here.

In the bigger picture, while everyone else is chiming in on how Facebook is so applicable to your business. I find this to be utter bullshit. Really? Where? People will hit like and unlike for whatever reason, i.e., “posting too much, posting too little, this shit doesn’t apply to me, etc.”

Facebook has become the place of where hate lives. Where people go on and express their distaste for human life, to complain and share the most distasteful torture of animals as if posting this shit will help us acknowledge the crazy ass, stupid shit that goes on in this world we have no control over.

Not only does society need to get a life, they need to get a grip on prioritizing on what’s important.

If it’s important for you to troll the internet and post mindless, fake ass shit, I don’t need to have you on my Facebook page. If you can’t find any fucking humor in funny shit, then get the fuck out of my page. What the fuck are you doing there in the first place?

Do you support my business? Do you read the articles in my magazine that my writers take the time out to write? Do you listen to my radio show where I spend two hours interviewing people in the entertainment business using outlets to promote their projects?

If you can’t do that shit then get the fuck off my page.

Serious people have no place in my life. Miserable people definitely have no fucking place in my life!!

Life is about having fun and succeeding at your goals, paying it forward it you can, feeling good about your personal achievements and not having to say out loud, “look at me, I have one million views on Vine”, or some celeb is following you on Twitter like that make you relevant

Really? What makes YOU relevant is YOU!

People are truly lost in the shuffle of the internet. Shame.

BTW I will no longer make business post on my personal FB page. That’s what the like pages are for. My personal page will be a dead page like some of the people on there.

Liven up….damn!

MB~