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The artworks of Eric Lacombe. His paintings conjure up a sense of anxiety and melancholy; of lost creatures captured in profound moments of transfiguration. His fluid transitions between figurative painting and abstract expressionism heighten the feeling of contained chaos. He uses acrylics, paper, oil, pens and paper mixed up with glue and acrylic to create these textured effects. (Source)

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I don’t really know why but I love this

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I do too

Addiction Recovery

“Sometimes I just want to pull the plug. My health is compromised, memories are history, friends have moved on, my heart is empty, and my soul is missing.”

Almost 3 years has passed since my life has gone down a downward spiral, and I must admit, I have come a long way into recovery from addiction. Back in October 16, 2013: I was involved in a roll-over accident and wrecked my truck, leaving me with head trauma and a mental breakdown (in which later down the road was diagnosed as P.T.S.D. and also chronic depression). Every night since then I couldn’t sleep, hyperventilated, and severe night terrors. After many months of dealing with this, the only solution for me was to either drink or do any drug that came my way. For a while it did ease my mind, however, i just wanted more and more and more until it got to the point I started to have seizures regularly, but i just couldn’t stop. Starting off, i tried normal ‘party drugs’, but out of all of them, meth is what really latched on. I did the best i could to not make it a daily thing, and it ended up happening. Eventually after going through the daily motions, it just started to eat me up inside every day until i could feel nothing more.

After a few months, i was losing my appetite, lost weight, and was completely pale. Eventually after that period, things just got worse: I was suspicious of my friends, i had no money left, lost my apartment, my job, killed another car, my family was losing hope in me and made the love of my life’s life absolute hell... All because i wanted satisfaction out of this pitifully, evil fucking drug.

A year and a half later, I had finally quit, but i got consumed with alcohol as a substitute (not that that is any better). At that point, i was completely desensitized with everything around me....and i just did. not. care. Fast-forwarding to another year: i was a full blown alcoholic and had no goals except just to work in a crappy job and barely survive. Over the year though, I have had many many episodes of seizures; and quite frankly, they got worse every time.

Then there was a night that another seizure was coming on except 10 times more aggressive than usual. But it landed me into the hospital for at least a day. This was a true moment that i needed to realize that it just wasn’t worth it anymore. I mean...what am I doing to myself? Why am I doing this to myself? What’s the point? I’ve let so many people down in bettering myself, especially my family and my significant other..i just wish i can go back and just say no...no..nooo. NOO. NOOOO! At this point i just want a second chance, but i guess it doesn’t work like that, does it?

Now here i am 3 years later: My number one priority was to better my psychological health, check; Gain back the weight I lost, check; Haven’t had any seizures in months, check; and well financially? Still a work in progress. Let this be known to anyone who is reading this: If you are dealing with addiction or alcoholism, you can do it! You CAN beat it. Addiction is one of the biggest issues that we have in our country today, but that doesn’t mean that it’s an endless battle, it’s just the training life gives us to prepare for anything that comes our way. And don’t forget that.

#addiction #recovery #justbelieve #mystory

lazyyogi

While you are proclaiming peace with your lips, be careful to have it even more fully in your heart.

Saint Francis of Assisi (via ruinthatmoodyet)

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Saint Lawrence River After Sunset (Montreal)

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Perhaps we’ll meet again when we’re better for each other.

(via extramadness)

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djman20

If you can’t stick with me through the hardest of times, then don’t waste my time period.

humansofap

“Tell me about your biggest heartbreak.”

“I’m 60 years old and I have Alzheimers. I’m alone now. My children only come around when they need things. Every night I lay my head down to sleep and that’s how I am. Alone. I can’t blame nobody cuz I left my daughter when she was 3. I came back and tried to make it up to her but she won’t let me. It’s not what you take from life but what you make of it. And it’s too late for me.”