Random Moran things based on theinvader5

  • Sebastian Moran joining the military as a verbally and mentally abused teenager who flinched when his drill sergeant yelled at him.
  • Sebastian Moran not joining because he wanted to fight but because he wanted to get away from his father, who had only wanted him to join in hopes that he would die there.
  • Sebastian Moran overcoming his fear of confrontation by making friends and accepting their help.
  • Sebastian Moran becoming well liked by everyone and slowly rising in the ranks.
  • Sebastian Moran refusing to kill child soldiers.
  • Sebastian Moran arguing with the Major about tactics because he knew that it was smarter for them to attack in the middle of the day rather than the middle of the night because of the terrain and because that was when most of the men would be gone from where they needed to be.
  • Sebastian Moran as a Colonel taking his unit out and splitting them up to cover more ground.
  • Sebastian Moran and his half of the team firing on the other half when their radio signal got lost and the enemy used that to their advantage to turn the men on each other.
  • Sebastian Moran dishonorably discharged for accidentally shooting and killing his own men, his friends.
  • Sebastian Moran never getting over that for the rest of his life and refusing to work with anyone else. All of his missions for Jim are a one-man job so that no one gets hurt.

so….. you gonna walk up to a cancer survivor and tell them they aren’t “American” courageous or heroic or brave? you’re gonna tell the little kid who just finished his class presentation that he wasn’t brave and courageous for overcoming his fears? you’re really gonna sit in ur recliner relaxing with ur shotgun in the crook of ur arm and tell me that a woman who has had to hide her true identity for sixty five years until now, as a public figurehead, and is being very open and public about her transition in a time where transgender people are not even close to 100% accepted is not brave and courageous. but no, ur right, a soldier shooting at other people is the only definition of bravery, courage, and heroism. YOU CAN’T FREAKING COMPARE TWO COMPLETELY DIFFERENT AND COMPLETELY UNRELATED INSTANCES AND EVENTS AND SAY ONE CANCELS OUT THE EFFECT OF ANOTHER. ALSO I’M 100% SURE THAT CAITLYN IS MAKING A MUCH BIGGER IMPACT ON SOCIETY THAN EITHER PERSON IN THAT PICTURE??? and jfc man, her name is Caitlyn. get this ignorant transphobic trash out of my face bye.


Life is about making progress, growing, learning from your mistakes, from your past, evolving, eliminating, but nobody said those things can’t be fun!! 💁🏽 have fun, challenge yourself, overcome some fears this year, kick someone to the curb that you never had the guts to tell, do it now! Do what’s best for you, start living for you, and take some risks 🙌🏽😁 I was so excited today when I hit my 200lb squat! I’ll post later tonight ! 💪🏼😌👌

anonymous asked:

How did you overcome the fear of interacting with people? I'm nineteen too and I need to work but I'm sosososos scared :(

i was thinkin bout doin a yt video on this too tbh

but it was literally a process that took YEARS and i stil struggle

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Culinary student ako. Yes, I enjoy cooking kahit na takot akong matalsikan ng mantika. Na-overcome ko din ang fear ko na yan since nag college ako. Somehow naging independent din ako dahil sa course ko na to kase ngayong college na, malayo sa family kaya kailangan gawin ko ang mga chores kahit na ayaw ko. Natuto ako magluto para sa sarili ko para tipid. Mahal kaya kapag palagi nalang take out. Tsaka nag-eenjoy din ako actually talaga magluto. Nakakaexcite. Promise, iba sa feeling. Naalala ko lang na malapit nanaman pasukan kaya mag isa nanaman ako at kailangan magluto everyday. Tinatamad man pero at least blessed kaya may nakakain pa. 

Fuck Your Comfort Zone

Yeah, I said it.

FUCK your comfort zone. It does not deserve to exist. Annihilate that mothereffer.

All throughout your life, it’s always been the one thing that stands between who you are, and who you want to become. Every time an opportunity has come up to step out into uncharted territory, to do something that would fulfill your soul, it’s been the invisible hand that squeezes the back of your neck and pulls you back at the very last moment.

The power it holds over us is immense. It can stop us from trying out for something we want. It can make us stand up against the wall at the party instead of shuffling in the middle of a giant circle of people. It can prevent us from telling that stranger in the coffee shop that we want to know their name, and what they’re like. Though it’s invisible, the power it has over us is undeniably real.

But here’s the great thing about having an invisible foe: It’s like the bad guy from The Matrix. He’s all in your head. He does not physically exist in reality. And once you understand that, you can learn how to destroy him.

It’s important to understand that when it comes to overcoming fears, you can choose to live your life in one of two ways:

Either you control them, or they control you.

No matter what fear it is, the willingness to stare it in the face and take action without batting an eye will create a major detour in your life. It will take you off-road; away from the dreaded little cookie-cutter-box-store life that others have tried to squeeze you into, and into the wild and rugged terrain that you’ve always yearned to explore. The rules of the universe begin to bend differently for you, and a radiant and silent power begins building up inside where there was once only a sickening overflow of timidness and regret.

The key: Take baby steps. Achieve small victories.

Make a list of everything that you’ve always wanted to do, but you’ve always let fear hold you back from doing. And one by one, starting with the smallest, do them.

Perhaps you’ve wanted to share your views about something edgy, but are terrified of posting it on the internet to be judged and chewed up by the entire world; who will gather outside of your house and yell on megaphones about how incompetent and worthless your opinions are. Your boss will read it and fire you, your significant other will dump you, and your family will give you up for adoption. You will be an ex-communicated wandering leper, scrounging alone through the deserts, looking for a cactus that hasn’t read your blog yet in order to ask it for a drink of water to survive another day.

Scary, isn’t it?

I remember doing my first creative writing several years ago, on a piece of paper that I kept in my wallet. I was terrified to show anyone. It was a mini-inspirational speech that I would read to myself whenever I felt like giving up in calculus III. One night in college, half-delirious from pulling an all-nighter with a friend, I felt comfortable enough to show it to him. And guess what happened?


I was blown away. I showed a few other friends, and they all told me I should be an inspirational writer or speaker. At the time, I shrugged it off, thinking they were just being polite, and went back to studying the dull principles of civil engineering.

Back then, I never believed that one day I’d have the courage to say things online in front of millions of people that most wouldn’t even discuss with someone until they’ve dated for at least six months.

When I was a kid, I was very quiet and shy. I hated speaking on the phone, and would just give people one word answers. Hi. Good. No. Okay. Bye.

Breaking out of the shell is a process. If you’re scared to take even a small step, find an even smaller one. Post something anonymously, so that it’s not even like people are judging you. Practice your speech in front of two friends before you do it for 20.

Every time there’s something I know I probably should do, but I’m afraid of it, I push myself to do it. I still remember the first time I went up to a stage at a conference in front of 300 people — it was one of the scariest things I’ve ever done. It was scarier than when I jumped out of an airplane. But when it was over, I felt like a different person. Another time, I got on stage at a club and danced in front of 1,000 people as part of a hot body contest. The whole time I thought:

Who the hell are you, and what have you done with the quiet little boy who used to live here?

The best part: After I did that, a friend of mine who was out of shape joined the competition — with six pack abs we drew on with a black sharpie marker. AND HE WON. And it was one of the funniest and greatest things ever.

After something like that, the fear knob gets turned down in every other part of life. You think to yourself: If I can jump out of an airplane at 10,000 feet, if I can dance in front of 1,000 people, if I can move thousands of miles away to a city where I don’t know anyone, after quitting my job without something else lined up — why on earth would I be afraid to write a measly blog post on the internet from behind a computer?

Tell me what scares you in the comments. And tell me what you’re going to do about it.

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