Today's challenge was to request for our blogs to be transferred to HTTPS instead of HTTP.
Some of you may know that my blog didn't have a secure connection in the past. But the staff worked hard and now all the sites can be accessed through the HTTPS protocol.
This is pretty awesome, if you ask me, since we all want some sort of security. Especially after everything that happened this year.
We find security in different ways. Some want security when it comes to a job. Others, want to feel secure in their relationships. For others, having a place they can call home or their own, is the definition of security.
Security makes us feel safe, protected. The first time we ever felt this was in our mothers' wombs, then in her arms, at her chest. Of course, there are plenty of people who didn't have the luxury of having a mother, a father, or even parents.
I don't know how that must feel, and i can't really speak for them. I do know, they did feel pretty safe while inside their mothers' bellies as well.
Some people, even in adulthood, feel better under heavy blankets, or when they're being hugged tightly. This is because towards the end of the pregnancy, there barely is any space inside the womb. Plus, the mother also wears clothes, gets covered with blankets as well.
All these, weigh down on the belly and the baby inside.
What makes me feel safe? Or where do i find security?
These are pretty hard questions to ask. I do know that having Anna in my life DOES make me feel safe.
She's the only one i can count on. i find her stable. this feels safe and secure. And nice.
Or when i go to sleep, i feel safer when the air is warm, the blanket heavy, or there is something heavy on me. I also need quietness.
Some old things like abandoned places for instance, also give me a sense of security in a weird way. I guess, those buildings, being so old, but still standing, make me think that maybe life is easier than i make it be.
It's somehow hopeful. Or maybe the quietness surrounding such a place makes me feel safe. I'm not 100% sure.
It's true that noise, constant and loud, makes me feel very unsafe and stressed.
Overall warmth, but not heat, is something that also gives safety-related feelings.
Keeping things to myself is a safety measure. I feel intruded upon and not safe at all when i'm being asked too many questions. or when people seem to know things about me.
Yet, here i am, sharing part of my life with strangers online. How ironic, isn't it?
I don't really know what i can say related to this.
I'd like to hear from you and find out what makes YOU feel safer and more secure.
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