THIS BLOG IS ON A DIFFERENT SITE NOW

Hullo humanoids. I've decided to start using wordpress instead for this blog. So I created a wordpress  site  and I've already moved all the posts over to it. This won't change much since there aren't many followers here. Here's the new  link and I hope  you continue following my blog. I love you dudes and I hope to see you over on the  new site.

https://unicornsconfusinglife.wordpress.com/

Internet Friends are Real Friends

Hullo humanoids. Let's get right into the topic today. Internet. Friends. Are. Real. Friends. Just because you met them online does not mean that they're fake or that they're creeps. Not everyone on the internet is a man in their mid thirties who just want to stalk young women. I mean, you're probably not a 30 something man who just wants to creep on teenage girls, right? Yes, there are people like that online but there are creeps in real life too. And just like in real life you do have to be careful online. But as it turns out, some people online tell the truth about things like their age and gender.

Okay now that I've gotten that out of the way. Let's talk about how internet friendship is just as real as in person friendship. I have one question for all of you out there. Are you friends with the people you know in person because you can physically touch them or is it because of the conversations you've had and their personality? For most of you the answer is probably the second one. You're friends with people because you can talk to them and because you get along with their personality. It's the same on the internet except you just can't shake their hand or hug them. You can develop real friendships with people online. Yes, you do need to be careful with who you talk to on the internet but just because you met them through Facebook or while playing a multiplayer video game or any other platform where you interact with strangers online doesn't mean your friendship isn't real. Sometimes internet friends can offer more comfort and support during hard times than in person friends can. They are real people who care about you, they're just in a different town talking to you through a screen.

This is something that the older generations need to understand. But those of you with internet friends also have to realize that most everything they hear about internet friendship is from the news and if it's on the news than it's normally because something bad  happened due to this internet friendship. Other people have only heard the bad and they have a hard time seeing the good in making friends online. So rather than getting mad because they say that your online friends aren't real friends or that they're just lying to you about everything try explaining things to them. Help them understand that the portrayal of internet friends on the news isn't actually how it is.

Internet friends are a good thing, especially those who have social difficulties or are outcasts. The internet can be a place for support and authentic friendship. Though you do still have to be careful it is a great place. And I personally have made some of  my best friends through it. I hope this post can help some of you out there who are either curious about internet friendship or for those of you who wanted something logical to help prove that internet friendship is great. I'll see all you dudes in the next post.

Do any of you have internet friends? 

Or any inspiring stories to share about internet friends?

Cutting

Hullo humanoids. As you can tell from the title this post is a bit of a serious one. And it's going to be a lot harder to write than any of my other posts. But this is something that I need to talk about so therefore I will. And I'm just going to say it straight away. I cut. A lot. My legs are covered in scars and I hate it. I hate it so much but I can't stop. It's an addiction. And in this post I'm going to talk about my personal struggle with it.

People cut for a variety of reasons. Most cutters suffer from depression. They cut because it helps them not feel so numb. Some cut because they hate themselves and how they look. I personally cut as a form of self punishment. When I hurt those I care about I punish myself by adding a few more scars to my collection. Or sometimes I'll cut because I've found that it helps calm my anxiety. I started several months ago and I've tried  to stop many times since then but sadly I have yet to beat this addiction. Though hopefully one day my scars will be able to fade without any new ones taking their place.

But enough about me. I have some things to say to you guys. To those of you reading this. And this is the most important part of this post.

To those of you out there who cut, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry life has brought you to that point. But it's not a hopeless struggle. This is something you can beat and I believe in you. You are beautiful. And I'm praying for all of you cutters out there. I love you guys and I pray that things will get better for you.

To those of you who are tempted to start cutting I have one word for you. Don't. Once you start it's hard to stop. There's never only one time. So just don't take a blade to your skin. I know things may be hard for you but it isn't hopeless. You can beat whatever it may be that you're struggling with. I believe in you and I'm praying for you too. There's a better way of dealing with life than scarring yourselves. You're more beautiful than you think.

To those of you who know people who cut, go hug them and tell them that you love them. Don't accuse them of doing it for attention. People who cut don't cut because they want attention. If they wanted attention they wouldn't hide their scars. People who cut are people who are hurt and struggling. They need love. So give it to them. Show them you care. Tell them they're beautiful. Don't ignore them. And don't worry, I'm praying for you people too. I love you guys and I hope you show those with scars some love too.


That's all I have to say on the matter at the moment. I hope this post has helped at least some of you out there. If you wish to share your own struggles with cutting then comment below. I love you guys.

Insomnia

Hullo humanoids. As I have mentioned in previous posts I have insomnia. Insomnia is a sleeping disorder that makes it difficult or impossible to fall asleep no matter how exhausted you may be. I'm writing this post in the hopes of explaining what it's like to have insomnia. I'm a writer so therefore I wrote a short story that describes what my insomnia is like. Though I must note that not everyone experiences insomnia in the same way as I do. This is just a description of what its personally like for me. 

So here's the story:

You're exhausted. You worked hard all day at school or work and you feel as if you'll pass out as soon as your head hits the pillow. So you head to bed ready for sleep to take you.

You lay down and close your eyes, awaiting the well needed rest. But as time passes you just start to feel more awake. You can't keep your eyes closed. That task of simply closing your eyes seems impossible. You stare at the wall wishing sleep would come. You toss and turn with your mind is reeling with thoughts and ideas.

Time passes. You're not exactly sure how much time but it's been about an hour or so. Nothing has changed so you decide to do something. Maybe you just need to wear yourself out a little more. So you start to read or maybe check Facebook.

It doesn’t take long. After a few minutes you feel as if someone pulled the plug on your energy. You lay back down in hopes that you'll be able to sleep now but no rest comes. You try to read again but anything requiring mental energy is difficult despite the fact that you feel as if you're wide awake when you lay in bed.

Eventually you get up and start pacing or maybe doing some exercising. You continue this until you're sore before returning to bed. You feel a little tired now but you still can't fall asleep. It's nearly 3am now.

You don't know what else to do so you just stare at your ceiling. You're thinking about everything and anything. It doesn't matter you just need something to think so you don’t go insane from the stillness of the night.

Eventually things become a little fuzzy. You can close your eyes now but you still aren't really tired. Time passes and you start to fade….

You wake up at 7am. Despite how little you slept you feel wide awake. You try to go back to sleep but you can’t. After fruitlessly trying to fall back asleep for awhile you decide to just face the day. You get out of bed and hope that sleep comes the next night.

That is my personal experience with insomnia. I hope that this post has helped you understand what it's like have insomnia. For those of you who have also dealt with insomnia comment below with your experiences.

An Introduction to my Confusing Life

This is what I look like in my human form

Hullo humanoids. Sorry for the extreme lack of posts. Life has been rough and I have a bad memory but I hope to actually start posting here. I'm not making any promises though so sorry if there's a several month gap between posts again.

Okay so this blog was originally just for me to express my opinions and try to help people who have various disorders. But I've decided that I'm just going to use this blog to talk about my life, though I will definitely be posting about disorders and my opinions. But since I'll be talking about life here I might as well introduce myself. So here's me and a brief summary of my life so far before I start posting about my life currently.

Hullo. My real name isn't Ryder but due to privacy I'll be calling myself that here. On the internet I'm known as Killer the shape shifting unicorn. In real life I'm the quiet Christian girl who nobody really notices. I like Doctor Who, Icon For Hire, and Skyrim. Though I have not been officially diagnosed with any mental disorders I do have depression and anxiety. There's also a high chance that I have Asperger's syndrome, which is a high functioning type of autism, though I have never considered my Asperger's to be a disability. It's simply a part of me that causes me problems sometimes but has also given me advantages over normal people, but I'll talk about all of that in detail some other time.

I am a young adult with some younger siblings and divorced parents. I'm single, unemployed, living with my parents, and it'll be awhile until I go to college so by all normal standards I've failed at being an adult so far. But I'm still young so it's not like I've lost all chances of  ever becoming somebody, I just have a bit of a slow start.

Now it's backstory time. I won't bother with a lot of detail but here's a brief summary of me.

I was raised in a Christian home with Christian parents and I've gone to the same Bible believing church my entire life and I love it. For most of my childhood I didn't really have any friends. There were people I hung out with but I kinda forced myself on them because I was lonely so they'd get away from me as soon as they could. And although I would've never had called  myself an atheist I held very atheist beliefs when I was young. In middle school I made a friend and early on in high school that friend abandoned me. In my freshmen year my parents divorced and my life began to really suck. But during that time I also gave my life to Christ (I'll go into detail about my testimony in another post). I became depressed during my high school years and life was far from great but I did make some friends in a group called Legion. It's an online group and they are my best friend who I trust with my life. They're the ones who got me through high school alive. I eventually graduated though and now you've been caught up on the basics of my life so far. That's the beginning of my fairly miserable life and hopefully future posts will tell you about current life.

If all goes to plan this blog will become my way of talking about my problems. All you readers will have to deal with it because I need to get this stuff out there. I'm hoping that my life and struggles can be used to help others going through similar things. So stick around if you want to stalk my life and also hear my opinions.

Thank you for reading, you readers are all fantastic people. I love you all. Goodnight humanoids.

Introducing Myself and this Blog

This is me

Hullo humanoids. Welcome to the Confusing Life of a Unicorn. My name is Ryder and I'm a unicorn. But being a unicorn isn't all fun and games. I deal with many things in life ranging from insomnia to depression and many more things. I'm writing this blog to tell about my experiences with such things, explain what some of these things are, and to help people who deal with them.

Now I should probably say that I am not an expert in any of the things that I talk about on here. I'm just a normal person who's experienced these things and decided to write about them. I'm not a psychologist or a doctor or anything of that sort. What you read here are just things I've personally experienced and I'm not an expert about it.

Okay now as for the stuff about blog schedules and stuff. There isn't a schedule. I'll try to post once a week but I can't make promises. Now one day I hope to actually have a schedule but that won't happen anytime soon.

Now this is a more serious blog but I do write humour. If you wish to check out my humour blog that  I post to about once a year click here. Or if you want to check out my blog that I write with a friend of  mine click here.

So I guess this is the end of the post. Farewell humanoids! I hope you have a wonderful day!