The “Good” Guys.

We all need to.

We all need to.

Have you ever heard the quote “A person who is nice to you, but rude to the waiter, is not a nice person”?

Ouf does that ever speak the truth.

I’m about to vent… Ready? Here I go…

SO this morning I’m riding the public bus to work… (yea I had to specify “Public” bus because you never know, I could be really cool and have my own personal get to work tour bus, complete with a giant picture of my face on the back). As I get to my seat, I notice that one of the regular guys on the bus (we can call him “white coat”), who is usually sitting with his female friend, was sitting alone and on the outer seat. His bag did look mighty comfortable on the seat next to him. Soooo spacious. Anyways, he always seemed like a nice guy, being friendly with his female pal, guiding her, opening the door for her and letting her pass first. Gentleman, right? WRONG.

Ever so slowly, I watched the bus get more and more full. I gave him the benefit of the doubt, thinking he would move over and graciously offer his seat to someone. Finally we reached a stop with several passengers; I glanced at my surroundings and noted that the bus had no more seats. Oh wait, nope. There was one more seat conveniently supporting a bag next to White Coat.

An older gentleman approached us and had a look of disappointment when he thought no seats were left on the bus. Just before he made his way to the front of the bus to stand for the rest of the ride, what did White Coat do? NOTHING. White Coat looked at the frail old man dead in the eyes and did not offer him a seat, an already empty seat.

Rude Rude Rude

Rude Rude Rude

What a gem. Come and get him ladies. A true gentleman awaits. Oh! He’s especially good at saving seats for your bag!!

Moral of the venting story is, don’t be an asshole. If you are an asshole, you’re not a genuinely good person. Look for the warning signs ladies. Swag is not a substitute for good.  Don’t date jerks.

Also, just to wrap this up, another quote I always liked was “Don’t marry a guy that you wouldn’t be proud to have as a son”. Dear ex boyfriend of mine, AMEN. Watching you be rude to your mom for loving you to much… What a good guy you are…

Hi, my name is Kathleen and I’m a blogger;

I am also slightly less frustrated now that I vented to nobody.

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Welcome Kathleen!

Hello fellow bloggers!

Have you guys noticed all the new posts and fresh topics being posted on Candid Beauties lately?

We sure have! And it’s all thanks to our newest member, Kathleen!

I just wanted to take a moment to welcome her on board and to thank her for everything she brings to our blog.

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Welcome Kathleen!

Things have been kind of crazy lately, so I thought I’d reach out to our dear friend Kathleen, who was more than happy to help us. As you can see, she is a great fit and an even greater blogger, so you guys can expect more awesomeness coming your way!

Carine

To Write Love On Her Arms (TWLOHA)

Love is the movement. You are not alone.

Love is the movement. You are not alone.

Today I’m going to touch upon a more sensitive topic.

Depression.

I’m not ashamed to say that I, myself have suffered though some deep depression of my own. I’ve watched my sister and my best friend both struggle with emotional pain and had to endure the pain of watching them inflict harm on themselves. I’m fortunate that I can support my sister and try to get her the help she needs but in the case of my best friend, there were no signs and I was almost too late, but I did in the end, save his life.

I hate that there is a stigma around metal health. Why is it so hard for people to understand that mental health can affect the human body as much as anything else. Why is it considered weird by some to seek help? We go to the doctors for cuts and bruises but when we go seek help for something deeper, we’re cast off as different.

TWLOHA (To Write Love On Her Arms), Have you heard of them?

They are there to tell you that it is NOT wrong to get the help you need. That you are not alone when you are feeling so. That your life is BEAUTIFUL and worth protecting.

You were created to love and be loved. You were meant to live life in relationship with other people, to know and be known. You need to know that your story is important and that you’re part of a bigger story. You need to know that your life matters. – TWLOHA

If you or anyone close to you is suffering from depression, it is important to talk. Talk to your sibling, talk to your friends. Do what it takes, because beautiful days are ahead.

Hi my name is Kathleen, and I’m an emotional and supportive blogger.