Ever think back to when times were simpler? “What am I going to do today?” “I wonder where my friends are?” “Mom, whats for dinner?”

Way before social media and being able to tell the world “What’s on my mind?”, before every one of my friends knew where I was, who I was with, and even worried them sick wondering why I vague posted “SMDH” we actually used to speak to people, I know, sounds terrifying!

We have been “blessed” with an abundance of ways to communicate with people in our lives without having to speak a single word. Text, email, Twitter, Instagram, Facebook, Private messenger (“Hey man, I am posting this on your FB wall to let you know I sent you a PM. I will text you to remind you to check it.”)

I love the written word. Words get jumbled when I talk. Too many voices in my head trying speak first. I made the decision to start a blog as I was thinking about my youth. When my mother would ask me what was wrong, if I said “nothing” she pressed me until I caved and told her. Today, if a parent is curious why their child is quiet or distant, they can log into one of their many social media accounts and simply ask “Why did you write FML and SMDH?” and if they don’t answer, there is one very reliable solution, read all the comment responses to their post.

Well, not in my day damn it, when I was a kid, things were much different. No social media, no keyboard bullies, if you offended someone it was face to face and you risked fight or flight. And so my journey to adulthood begins…