{"id":344,"date":"2017-08-30T13:38:24","date_gmt":"2017-08-30T18:38:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/?p=344"},"modified":"2017-08-30T14:02:35","modified_gmt":"2017-08-30T19:02:35","slug":"progress","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2017\/08\/30\/progress\/","title":{"rendered":"Progress"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I used to cry and yell out of anger, whether it was out of frustration or heart break. Now here I am, barely glancing at negative situations. I&#8217;m far too old, and well, I&#8217;ve come entirely too far for setbacks such as people. I am steadily progressing, someday I will even reach my full potential. I am a flower bud that will continually sprout regardless of weeds and pesticides. I am the phoenix, I will burn and be re-birthed, nothing will stop me. I am the persistent snail on the mission of life and I am the shark that will keep swimming. I could just as easily be overly angry about every last thing on this earth. I could be the most monstrous person in the world. I am the universe, still good, forever progressing.<\/p>\n<p>Before this transmutation in my life, I was an extremely hateful person. I held grudges for years and would even consider people who had crossed me as dead. I was truly an unpleasant person. Spoiled, a rotten apple, I was great on the outside, but if you so much as loo<span style=\"font-size: 1rem;\">ked to me sideways, my mouth would become a weapon of destruction. But luckily, <\/span>I&#8217;ve<span style=\"font-size: 1rem;\">\u00a0changed for the better, but all the while, still a work in progress.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I used to cry and yell out of anger, whether it was out of frustration or heart break. Now here I am, barely glancing at negative situations. I&#8217;m far too old, and well, I&#8217;ve come entirely too far for setbacks such as people. I am steadily progressing, someday I will even reach my full potential. &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2017\/08\/30\/progress\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Progress&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":26,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/344"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/26"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=344"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/344\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":469,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/344\/revisions\/469"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=344"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=344"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=344"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}