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modern greece has nothing to do with academia, aesthetics, nice views and holidays. modern greece is slowly going back to fascism, and is a violent and dangerous place.
please share and stay informed.
(source: @foten.tatsen on instagram)
“Focusing on my own mental health was difficult in the beginning. I needed to ascertain the difference between where my environment was shaping my thoughts and where my mind was affecting how I perceived things.”- Adrian Smith (@adrian3d) artist
Happy Mental Health Month, Tumblr!
Mental Health is important. With May being Mental Health Month, we want to take this opportunity to not only facilitate discussions on mental health but also to help those who aren’t familiar with mental health issues and coping strategies learn how to navigate these choppy waters.
For many people, discussing mental health issues was not a welcomed topic in their childhood home. Whether you come from families whose cultural values didn’t totally align with your own, or you felt unsafe discussing who you really are—we see you. No matter if you’re just starting on your mental health journey or have been tackling it for some time, you should be proud of your accomplishments thus far.
All month long Post It Forward will be sparking dialogue surrounding four big issues many people—especially young people—face today: eating disorders, anxiety, addiction, and suicide.
This will be tough. For some, it will be really tough. But it’s important that we let people know it is okay to be open and honest with your personal struggles.
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Now…let’s have the first discussion. Tumblr, if you could tell a younger version of yourself anything about mental health, what would you say? Use the hashtag #postitforward in your post so others can see your conversation easily!
HELP ME FIND A STORY, PLEASE!!!!!
Sooooo, a couple of years ago I read a fic, a modern jonsa AU. Jon was supposed to be getting married to Ygritte and Melisandre was a dress shop owner that wouldn't sell a dress to her because it was meant to be given to Sansa due to some prophesy/magical stuff indicating that Jon and Sansa were meant to be. I know that description sucked but if anyone has any clue about that story, I would be sooooo thankful. I really want to see if it has been updated or completed.
Suicide is not poetic. Suicide is not romantic. It's a living hell for everyone around.
aggressively scrolling thru the jonsa tag to make myself feel better after watching that episode
Game of Thrones writers: Jon and Dany are holding hands, aren’t you happy?
Me:
Construction Bourbon !
SAY IT ONE MORE TIME FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK
Θα πάω φοιτήτρια!;
Πλέον στο χασταγκ δεν παίζει να έχει και πολλούς ‘98αρηδες. Έρχεται η γενιά του 99. Δεν τα πήγα καλά. Δεν περνάω εκεί που θέλω (εγώ και άλλοι τοοοοοοοσοι). Οι 4 εβδομάδες που έκατσα σπίτι πριν πάω να δώσω ήταν οι χειρότερες της ζωής μου. Δεν είχα άγχος αλλά μια ατελείωτη στεναχώρια. Δεν έκλαψα. Ούτε πριν ούτε μετά. Δε με ένοιαξε. Το γεγονός ότι οι 2 λέξεις που θα έγραφα σε ένα κομμάτι χαρτί καθορίζουν την αξία μου σαν άνθρωπο με έκανε ΠΡΑΓΜΑΤΙΚΑ να καταλάβω πόσο σάπια είναι η χώρα μας. Που μισεί τα ίδια της τα παιδιά που τα διώχνει και τους τσακίζει τα φτερά. Μετά ήρθαν οι ερωτήσεις γείτονες, συγγενείς, συμμαθητές με τους οποίους δεν είχες ανταλλάξει κουβέντα όλη τη χρονιά θέλουν να μάθουν πως τα πηγες. Εσύ όμως θέλεις να διαγράψεις από τη μνήμη σου τους τελευταίους 10 μήνες τώρα που τελείωσε όλο αυτό το φιάσκο που λέγεται “πανελλήνιες”. Κάποια στιγμή αγανακτεις και σκέφτεσαι “πότε μεταμορφωθηκα σε έναν αριθμο;”. Τότε συνειδητοποιεις ότι αυτοί σε έκαναν να σκέφτεσαι έτσι. Ότι δηλαδή αυτό που είσαι πλέον ειναι μερικές χιλιάδες μορια. ΌΧΙ! Είτε πέρασες είτε όχι, είτε δίνεις είτε έχεις δώσει να θυμάσαι: ΚΑΝΕΝΑΣ ΑΝΘΡΩΠΟΣ ΔΕΝ ΠΑΕΙ ΧΑΜΕΝΟΣ. Δε σβήνεσαι από το χάρτη επειδή έγραψες κάτω από τη βάση στη βιολογία. Δεν πάυεις να μετράς σαν άνθρωπος επειδή η κόρη της γειτόνισσας έγραψε περισσότερο από εσένα στην ιστορία. Συγχαρητήρια σε εσένα που θα περάσεις φυσικό γιατί αυτό είναι το όνειρο σου. Συγχαρητήρια και σε εσένα που θα περάσεις παιδαγωγικό γιατί δεν μπόρεσες να πιάσεις τη φιλολογία που ήταν ο στόχος σου. Συγχαρητήρια και σε εσένα που θα δώσεις ξανά του χρόνου. Μπράβο σε όλους που αντεξαμε αυτό το μαρτύριο. Καλή συνέχεια και καλή επιτυχια σε ότι και να κάνετε. “ο καθένας χαράζει το δικό του δρόμο στη ζωή. Γι ’ αυτό μην προσπαθείς να ακολουθήσεις τα χνάρια του άλλου”~ευτυχία
Αυτό το είχα γράψει πέρισυ! Όταν έδινα Εγώ πανελλήνιες. Καλή επιτυχία λοιπόν σε όσους ξεκινούν αύριο
“Βραδινή πορεία για την Παγκόσμια μερα εξάλειψης της βίας κατα των γυναικών. ”
things to pay attention to
the tiny specks of colour in their eyes
the bass and background sounds in a song
starlight on a cloudy night
how someone looks when they think nobody can see them
the mannerisms of a stranger
real meanings behind spoken words
subtle facial expressions which last a second
the underlying flavours in food
emotions that a friend is trying to hide
little lights in a sleeping city
flowers growing through cracks in the pavement
the mixed colour palette in a piece of art
the melody of someone’s voice
me: *pretends to be a stone cold bitch*
also me: *cries when I think about kids who sit by themselves at lunch*