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4 Year Blogiversary

Happy blogiversary to me – I’m celebrating 4 years of Rosie Culture! (Well the real day is somewhere between October 20 and 30th but idk). I’m going to give you a brief background history even though I know a lot of you have heard it all before.

I started this blog as a school project for my New Media concentration and it was all about relationships and initially called Hookup Culture. I was a couple months out of a break up and I was with my ex for four years. It was a really nasty break up that left me with a lot of questions that never really got answered. I was thrown head first into single college life and was just trying to navigate it. Now I’m just trying to navigate in a relationship post grad life and I’ve pretty much learned that no matter what stage of life you’re in, there will always be more questions than answers.

On my first blogiversary post I stated that I had 163 followers on WordPress, over 300 likes on Facebook, and 400 followers on Twitter. Now I have almost 3,000 followers on WordPress, over 600 likes on Facebook, and over 1,000 followers on Twitter. Oh yeah and everyone’s become obsessed with this little thing called Instagram that I’ve put A LOT of time in to grow to almost 7,000 followers.

Thank you to everyone and anyone who has read my blog whether this is your first time and you’re like what the heck is this girl talking about, or if you’ve been here all four years (have you? if you have you need to comment here), or if you’ve been here just a few months! This community has gotten me through a lot and I’ve learned a lot about myself along the way, it’s weird to read back and see how much I’ve grown. I’m going to give you 10 fun facts about me in honor of this blogiversary and I hope that you will comment with a fun fact about yourself 🙂

  1. My real name is Roisin, if you’re from Europe you probably don’t think this is weird but in America it’s pretty weird.
  2. I have a pet leopard gecko named Lucy and a doggo named Kaya.
  3. I lived in both Pennsylvania and Georgia when I was around 4 years old and under, but I’ve basically lived in New Jersey my whole entire life.
  4. I’m a Delta Phi Epsilon Alumna.
  5. I love to dye my hair. My hair has been purple, blue, pink, brown, red, blonde, black, and green! I’m a natural brunette but honestly don’t know what my natural hair color looks like.
  6.  I like iced coffee or I like lukewarm coffee. Never hot coffee!
  7. I really like cheesy YA novels, especially if they include vampires.
  8. My favorite colors are pink and black – they’ve always been included on my blog even as my themes change.
  9. I love piercings, I have 6 right now but at my peak I had about 9.
  10. I have a hard time listening to new music, I’m an emo kid at heart and my whole Itunes library is just pop punk from the 2000’s.

Thank you all again for joining me on this journey, leave a fun fact about you below 🙂

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When Stress Becomes Too Much

Do you ever just become one big ball of stress? Like every daily activity just comes with new stresses to add to the old stresses?

I always find these things tend to pop up when I’ve let my guard down and things have been going well for a while. Then all of a sudden things come up at work and your pet gets sick and those big things make you shut down, causing you to stress even more about the little things.

Because now I care that I’ve been eating like crap. And now I can’t sleep well anymore. And I just can’t do anything because the big stresses caused little stress and I am just walking stress at this point.

It almost feels like there is not much you can do. It would be easier to just lay down and nap than face the day. But big problems can be solved, you’ve done it before. And little problems are just that – little.

One step at a time, one problem at a time, and one solution at a time the stress will go away. It won’t happen all at once or overnight, but sooner rather than later things will return to normal. You can’t let stress get the best of you, the more it takes over your life the harder it will be to get rid of.

Enjoy the ride, right?

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Why I Deleted My Facebook

When the first Facebook breach happened and everyone was freaking out about their information being given away without them knowing, I stopped and thought how did people not know that their information was being stolen? It’s almost like something I’ve grown up with, just giving my privacy away to social media so people can target me for advertisements and know my likes and dislikes.

There was another breach more recently that actually made me stop and think, why does Facebook need to know so much about me in the first place? I had my Facebook for 11 years – since I was 14 years old! I started looking back at posts from that time and cringed. We were so unaware and just blatantly put all of our photos, conversations, and information out on social media. We didn’t even try to hide it, it didn’t even need to be stolen.

Mass deleting on Facebook is basically impossible. And I couldn’t control any of the things I had written on other people’s walls when I was young. Like talking about getting “drunk” when I was 16 and asking people for answers to like every homework assignment ever. So I decided to delete it.

My Facebook had over 800 friends, it had thousands of photos. My phone number and birthday were attached to it. My high school, college, and every place I ever worked were listed. Why did I feel like I needed to divulge all of that information?

I didn’t delete it for good –  I need Facebook for work and for this blog. But I made a new one with wayyyy less info. A misspelling of my name, a fudged birthday, no location information, no phone number. And now less than 200 friends.

I thought I would regret it, most of my life has revolved around social media. But I hadn’t realized it got to the point where I didn’t even know why I was sharing this info with 800 people – half of whom I probably don’t even know!

Any personal social media of mine – meaning not for my blog or work – is now as private as I can make it be. And I like it that way, I urge everyone to take a hard look at what they’ve put out on the internet. I’d like to think that we still have time to fix the mistakes we made.

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Do You Have Imposter Syndrome?

Thanks to a Buzzfeed quiz, I learned about imposter syndrome this week. Wikipedia describes the syndrome as a psychological pattern in which an individual doubts their accomplishments and has a  fear of being exposed as a fraud. Even though there is evidence of their accomplishments and competence, those with the syndrome chalk up their success to luck or something similar.

And when I read that I was like “holy shiz I definitely have that.” For pretty much my whole entire life, I’ve never really thought that I’ve deserved anything. I’ve done a lot of great things in my life and accomplished a lot, and all of those things have surprised me.

When I got into all of the colleges I applied to (granted, I didn’t really reach) I was genuinely shocked because up until that point I didn’t know I could do anything right. And in my first year of college I got a job as a tour guide and I was like what kind of magic did I bewitch on them for them to think I would actually be a good fit for this?

And then I got into my sorority and I was so confused that people actually liked me. And then I got a good internship and I graduated from college. I got a good job and then an even better job.

I thought it was either luck or (if I’m being honest) I’ve chalked A LOT of it up to being a decently attractive female. Yupp, I don’t really think I’ve deserved any of this but I’ve gotten by because I’m not that terrible to look at

And it’s such a toxic way to think. I’ve always been intelligent, even if I suck at school. I’m not great at coming out of my shell, but I am great at talking about the things I’m passionate about. I got really good grades in college and I learned a lot about myself and taught myself a lot about the field I work in. How could I think I don’t deserve any of this, that I’m a fraud?

I don’t think it’s rare, I don’t think anyone of us get the credit we deserve and we especially don’t give it to ourselves. But if we don’t, really, who will?

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Fall Bucket List

The season of spook is upon us. I’ve always been a huge Tim Burton and Halloween fan, I grew up as an emo kid so all black everything is in my blood. I’ so excited for fall, but I dread the colder weather. Check out all the stuff I plan to do this fall!

1. Go apple picking
2. Go pumpkin picking
3. Learn something new
4. Knit a sweater for my dog
5. Make macrame wall hangings
6. Reach 650 Facebook likes
7. Reach 7,100 Instagram followers
8. Reach 1,350 Twitter followers
9. Make more time for the gym
10. Introduce a habit that will help with stress
11. Watch a bunch of halloween movies
12. Change my hair
13. Go to a concert
14. Go out of the country
15. Go out of the state 3 times
16. Read 3 books

What are you excited for this fall?

Break Ups

The Courage It Takes To End A Relationship

When break ups happen, I think the person who did the breaking up is often overlooked. The person who got broken up with must be so shattered, must need tons of support – but, no one stops to think about how hard it really is to break up with someone.

It takes a lot of courage to end something that has been so important to you. To cut ties with someone you loved, someone whose family has become your family, someone who knows everything about you. It takes courage to flip your life upside down because even though you’re not happy in the relationship, how do you know you’ll be happy outside the relationship?

And while it’s hard to get broken up with, it’s so hard to smash the heart of someone you care so deeply about. For a lot of people, it’s hard to be selfish and put yourself first and realize that the relationship isn’t making you happy anymore.

A lot of people would rather stay in a bad relationship forever than go through all that. They’d rather just settle than face the confrontation. I can’t blame them, especially if it’s just a fizzled relationship. Where there’s no reason to leave, but there’s also really no reason to stay.

I think it takes courage to end a relationship and start over. I admire the people who take this huge step because I know it could not have been an easy one for them. And I hope that everyone has enough self-awareness to get themselves out of something that’s making them unhappy.

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