Is this my victory over evil?

Every morning I announce I’m going running, then I don’t run. It’s a running joke.



Hello my pretties!


As I've said before, I watch too much YouTube. Then I stop watching YouTube and I feel better about life and everything else. Then I stumble onto YouTube again and the cycle repeats.


The truth is YouTube is not just a destructive addiction, it also has valid, wonderful things on there I don't want to lump in with the garbage. 


YouTube has helped me:

  • Process religious trauma and articulate so many things actually wrong with Mormonism.
  • Process past abusive relationships and how to move on and be stronger.
  • Learn how to think critically. 
  • Learn how to think philosophically.

YouTube is an awesome learning tool, but it is also an entertainment tool and YouTube entertainment feels terrible to me. 


So if I focus my YouTube time on learning then I can learn all kinds of things. I heard a rumor of a woman who learned accounting from YouTube and got a corner office without ever getting her degree. 


Maybe I could study and pass the bar with YouTube's help. Who knows.


Celebrate Lord Murugan's victory over evil with National Thaipusam Day!



With love and kisses,


Sophia Skyy


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