I’m switching things up during my 31 Days of Blogging challenge! While I’m sure my writing keeps you all on edge and attentive 100% of the time (~sarcasm~) I wanted to introduce you all to the amazing people in my life. Luckily, a handful of my friends have agreed to write a guest blog for me during this month. The first post is from my best friend and partner in crime, Justin Whetzel. Show him some love, and let me know if guest blogging is something you enjoy!
Guilty Pleasures by Justin Whetzel
Today, I’m going to write about guilty pleasures. A year ago, I experienced a summer full of negative emotions and experiences. The combination of college graduation, family issues, a breakup, and an intense fear of what the future led me to one of the darkest periods in life. I’ve dealt with depression and anxiety since I was in elementary school, but the summer of 2014 was one of the hardest times in my life. But one thing helped me get through that time. What is it, you may ask? Big Brother. Yes, the reality television show centered around a cast of 16 ordinary people fighting for $500,000 is what helped me get through a three month period of depression. I know that sounds absolutely ludicrous, and I don’t blame you for laughing. Part of me is appalled at admitting this fact, but the other part of me does not care. I have always been a fan of music, television shows, and hobbies that people laugh at. Potential suitors have judged me for adoring Taylor Swift. An ex cringed when I told him that I legitimately enjoy the High School Musical series. I’m always terrified to tell anyone that I love anything and everything Nintendo. And nearly everyone I know grimaces when I tell them I enjoy Big Brother in 2015 (the show is currently airing its 17th season). The latter honestly contributed to me getting out of the worst funk of my life because it gave me something to look forward to. The show airs three nights a week during the summer, and during the summer of 2014, those nights were sometimes the only thing I felt that I had to look forward to. I eventually stopped referring to Big Brother as a guilty pleasure, which eventually led me to stop referring to ANY pleasure as a guilty pleasure. Why? Because these things make me happy, and life is short. But allowing yourself to enjoy your favorite pastimes shouldn’t be a thing reserved for those dealing with intense struggles; the ability to enjoy life should be granted to every living individual.
Do what you want. Do what you love. Enjoy the things in life that truly make you happy. Do not listen to anyone who belittles you for enjoying the things you do. You are only given one life, and that life is way too short to be preoccupied with feelings of shame and guilt regarding your hobbies and/or passions. As long as you aren’t harming yourself or anyone else, go out and do whatever you love. If belting Nickelback in your car while wearing a chicken costume makes you happy, do it.