after a dream i had where my manager and i had tried to sacrifice ourselves to stop a bomb together, i realized what it really means to be a leader. This sort of sacrifice is not as easy as that one though, because a one time choice of putting others first isn’t what being a leader is, That is a choice a leader has to make over, and over. To put others before you. Others feelings, others well being, and others peace of mind and safety. This can be something as simple as telling people good job, but i’m reality it’s something you have to do consistently and as much as possible. This includes keeping up a good attitude, using please and thank you, checking in on others and being aware of what’s going on and how you could be able to help if someone could use a hand. There are many leaders at my workplace who display this sort of behavior, but, not to throw anyone under the bus, I also see leaders that aren’t able to put others feelings ahead of their own. I too have been guilty of this, but am working on changing that. When you’re stressed out it can be hard to be patient with people, but patience is one of the most important qualities of a leader, especially someone working with younger people or children. It can be easy to metaphorically push over or shove aside people who are in your way if you know you can get there quicker than them, but its never the right thing to do. Showing people or directing people, along with working WITH them, can help tremendously with either teaching them how to do something, getting them used to the practice or just making them feel included and appreciated. This is extremely important, because weather or not someone feels appreciated in the work place has a direct impact on their mental health and their willingness and drive to do a good job and try their hardest. You want to be genuine when appreciating people, and to try to find specific things to tell them they’re appreciated for. I personally struggle with being generally passive and nice, but then when it cones to stressful situations, i am not always that kind to my coworkers. I want to change that, and to try to make sure everyones day is going well, and everyone feels like they have a reason or even enjoy the work they’re doing. I want to do this in ways such as checking up on people, generally watching them to see how they’re doing or feeling, and making sure mentally i can see things i can help them with, and doing it in a way that wont belittle them or make them feel less than or unappreciated.
18 still walking on the balls of my feet but i’ve got it i’ve got it Shit happens but you dont have to worry bout me cause ive got it yeah ive got it
tell me one more time i can make things go right some day no nothings getting in my wayyyy
till my brain caught on fire burned bridges and burned my house down tell me why i’m so tireeeddd and i cant hear anyone talk about it because it doesnt affect me the same theres bruises on my brain and medication wont make the mistakes go away it’s
popcorn and pink hair to bleeding knees and angry stares chased out of so many rooms too many to be only twenty soon
I’ll never get to take it back all the broken dishes and cruel words i said I’ll never take it back how i said i needed help couldnt get it and sometimes i still laugh at the funny outfits and silly drawings have you ever seen God while you’re waiting for the doc to come in
have you ever seen god while you’re smoking with a guitar in someones basement
and i had never seen god till he told me to something that i shouldnt
It makes sense. I should know how I got here, I almost wish i didn’t. Because the fact that i might be able to blame it on anyone but me, anything else at least if i hadn’t known then maybe, maybe it would be better but here it is a gas station mirror and twenty cents in my pocket and my cold, dead eyes i’ve been looking at for twenty years watching them fade away there’s no way to get them back, if there was, and i know there definitely is, what’s the point? Why should I. Why should I try. So fuck it. I’ll lay back on the ground and this pain in my stomach wont go away I wish it would. I wish everything would. I watch the bikes and feet stroll by. and wonder if this is really, in some twisted way, what i fucking wanted to do Good morning, sun. Goodbye, head no more of this today I can’t do it again the colors burst up and my brain gets dizzy and This is what it’s like to Explode
Without you, i wouldn’t wash my sheets I’d probably wake up at 1 pm but when i barely bat my eyes at 6 i know you’re awake and i cant wait to see what dream you had last night Without you, i’d still think i was a bad cook probably And i’d be too sad to wash my dishes and not ashamed enough to do my laundry but you don’t make me feel ashamed you make me feel loved So loved Without you i wouldn’t stick to my plans and i’d probably be mean-er to myself i wouldnt think of moving to canada or what its like to have family in the mafia and i probably wouldnt have anyone else around me that for some reason I have convinced to listen to and enjoy the front bottoms like, no one else gets it, it’s the emotion that matters it’s like spoken word poetry that straps you in a rollercoaster and sprays water in your face youuuu are so sweet
If i was a kid, if i was a kid I’d wish i was somewhere i weren’t Id pray everyday to wake up in a stupid place to be belittled by dragons instead of brothers somewhere i could carry a sword and have a chance somewhere where somebody other than me believed i could do anything oh alice take me back there bring me with you next time i can be a good asset too my teacher said i’m brave and my mom thinks i’m stubborn just like you i like to get my way we can get out of there together or i could stay there forever peter pan says growing up is no fun but how else can i get to never land if i can’t even drive a car yet peter pan, peter pan, how much is a ticket to fly with you hand in hand i’m sure i might have enough quarters in the change jar downstairs no nobody will notice when they’re gone nobody will notice when i’m gone