So in a confessional blog, it's ok to admit that I am a member (or could be a member) of many 12 Step Programs. Given my predilection for addictive behaviors (yeah horses, Facebook,etc) and substances (chocolate, ice cream among the many), I try to avoid anything new that could trigger binging.
So when Tik Tok became all the rage, I avoided it like the plague. I already waste so many hours "managing" Facebook pages, including my own, that I did not entertain getting the app. So, folks would send me one or two that they thought I'd be interested in... And yes, I would watch it and maybe the one after that but always caught myself if I went to a third.
Let me say that again... Just. Having. Fun.
I don't belong to the Facebook group, Shiteventersunite. There are too many falls, too many stops, too many problems that we are meant to laugh at. We are meant to laugh at these moments and commiserate at our mutual problems. For me, it triggers my already overactive anxiety issues and helps my demons show visions of what could come.
And Shanti, cooped up and confined due to a polar freeze, enjoyed her rider today. When she kicked up her heels NEEDING to move, this rider thanked those Tik Tokkers and allowed her to move as she needed to move. I had my metaphorical cowboy hat, a fleece lined bomber's jacket and jeans glued to our big ole western saddle riding out the energy... The only thing not metaphorical was the smile on my face and the feeling of freedom in my heart.
One last thing... OK, I work hard at not judging but damn, wear a helmet. This shit is dangerous.