This is how we should feel.

This is how everyone should feel.

This is what we should believe.

THIS

http://www.buzzfeed.com/alexisnedd/things-nobody-tells-you-about-being-depressed?bffb


Click on that.
Do it.

let's Cry to sleep Together

Let me start with something simple. Something that everyone feels sometimes. Something that can eat you up, or motivate you.

Sadness.

Sadness, I think we can all agree, sucks hard core. And, really, everyone feels it.
There is not one person who hasn't felt sadness. From that moment you're born and you see the bright light and it gets really cold, you get kind of sad. Cause you were so warm and didn't have to worry about breathing before. Now you do.

But the thing is. It get's better. The sadness I mean.

Now, there are some people who have felt it more than others. I could say people who don't have homes. People who starve. People who aren't free. But I'm going to say people who are in pain.

What is pain? It's different for everyone. A pillow hit may feel like a kick to the stomach to some, and it might feel like an ant crawling on your finger to others.
So that's physical pain.

What about the pain people can't see?

Raise your hand if you've ever cried yourself to sleep.
Haha, did you just raise your hand all alone in front of your computer? That was cute, you cutie!
But really, who has done that? I have. I for sure have. And it sucks. Crying isn't my favorite pass time in the world, I'm sure it's not yours, either.

And let's just talk about this for a second. Crying yourself to sleep. I don't even want to begin with the ideas of why you're doing it. I don't. Straight up, everyone has their reasons. Remember? At the beginning of the post? I said that people experience things differently (okay, maybe not in those exact words...), and something that's small to you, could be big to me. And something small to me, might be big to you. So I'm not even going to start. I'm not going to fathom.

And sometimes, you just hate everything. You hate life. You hate even yourself. But guess what? I don't hate you.

But you know what always makes crying better? Warm blankets, soft tissues, and a friend who understands.

Now. I know we don't know each other. And I know I don't understand. But listen.

You gonna cry to sleep? I'm in.

Look up the song
Pretty Hurts
by
Beyonce

the Middle

I'm the middle child.
Well. Sort of.
There are two older than me, and three younger. But two of the younger are twins, so I just count them as one.

Being the middle child? Eh. It's alright. I mean, it's not like being the oldest or the youngest.

Usually, the middle child gets forgotten. Left behind. But not me. I think that's because my family is awesome.

But being the middle child of any family can be crappy sometimes. But you just gotta grin and bare it, because one day you won't be in the middle. You'll be a parent.

i Didn't sign up for This

I don't want this anymore.
I changed my mind.
I don't want this anymore.
This is much harder than I thought.

How many times have you thought something like this?

gravity

a little something

Everyone struggles. And when I say everyone, I mean everyone.

Your mom. Your dad. Your brother. Your sister. Your best friend. Your worst enemy. Your neighbor. Your dog. Your roommate. Your everyone.

Just know that you're not alone.

Beginning

Where to start, where to start.

Man, I don't know..

Let's start out with me, I'm pretty good at talking about me.. I don't know if that's good or bad, but it's something.

My name is Sierra, like the Mist. Sierra Noel Osmun. Wow. Actually, this is kinda hard. Considering no one reads this blog, I feel like I'm just talking to myself. Oh well. My name is Sierra. I'm a pretty chill individual, I think, and I'm pretty funny sometimes. So that's a plus of being my friend. I longboard, and I penny board too (if you could say that, I suck pretty hard core). I snow ski, so does my whole family, so that's something. I do water sports like water ski, wakeboard, and knee board, so does my whole family as well. My happy place is Lake Powell, or my closet. I'm not one of those people who are obsessed with working out, but I do enjoy the occasional run. I play the ukulele like a pro, the piano like a person who took lessons when they were younger, the banjo like a poser, and the guitar like I started a week ago (because I did). I'm a music therapy major at USU, but I'm not in the program yet. Freaking out a little bit, because it's super competitive, but that's okay. I'm also starting a band called Roar, I'm a Bear. We're pretty much awesome. I'm a retired championship level Irish Dancer, and I collect everything dinosaur. My favorite color is yellow, but my favorite color to wear is maroon. I have major trust issues, and I can make friends easily but have a hard time keeping them. I have a struggle with glasses, I have broken 5 pair this year so far. Oh, and I paint.

So there you go. Some stuff about me. If you want to know more, just ask.

I want to inspire people. And this is my start.

Hi.

This is So Real

This is my blog, and This is my life.