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“I’m all-too familiar with the absolute rock bottom of depression, where eating, showering, answering the phone have all fell to the wayside because what’s the point? Sounds, colors, what’s left of your feelings, feel like they’ve been bleached, drilled away, or fully uprooted. Everything you encounter is dull and muted. Food has no taste. Sex brings no joy. Nothing. That’s all you want right now because it’s the only thing that’s comfortable. Your brain is telling you the same things over and over again: ‘You are worthless. You should be ashamed of yourself for the horrendous things you’ve done during your life. You are beyond redemption. No one is as bad a person as you. This world would be better without you. This world would be better without you. This world would be better without you.' This voice sounds like exactly you, if a stranger were to hear it they wouldn’t think twice. But this is not your voice. This is a disease that has taken up permanent residence in parts of your brain.”

— Sam Grittner, “Dear Friend”

tylerposey

me: *looks at all the unread books in my room*

me: *buys more books*

me: *watches netflix*

positivelypresent

twloha

Your story is important.

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brutereason

Every professional training I go to includes a section on burnout and self-care. My thought is always the same: just pay me what I’m worth. Pay me what I’m worth. Pay me what I’m worth. And give me enough paid time off.

That’s it. I don’t need bubble baths and chocolate and massages and silly TV. I need more money. And I need more rest.

twloha

Welcome to World Suicide Prevention Day and the start of National Suicide Prevention Week. We invite you to join us: www.twloha.com/blog/nspw17

Back to Me

Now the last time I blogged I was in my undergraduate program in Iowa out of my home state of Texas. I’m not back in Texas going to Graduate School for my Masters in Social Work and beginning my last internship of my graduate school career. Life’s been crazy. I’ve reconnected with old friends and made many new ones. I’ve found love and just seeing and learning from any struggles and challenges that have come my way.

I’ve felt it was time to come back to blogging not because people pay attention to it or I have so many followers or something. More so just because I need an outlet for all my struggles and issues I’ve been learning about and over coming. So, this is what my blog is becoming, my way to tell the world how I feel though it may go unnoticed. To say what I feel I need to say just because I can without caring who may or not be reading it. A way for my voice to feel it’s being heard and knowing that I didn’t stay silent and hold it in. This is a method of self-care almost but I feel it’s a necessary one. This blog or whatever I should call it will be something I do for me that I am willing to share with any who wish to give it attention. Just knowing it’s out there makes me feel free and sometimes in this life of chaos that’s what we need. Just something to help make us feel free.

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twloha

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twloha

This is my shout into the void telling you that you are enough. Not too little, not too much. You are so fantastically, spectacularly enough. Write that love letter to yourself, because you are wanted here just as much as anybody else. Even when you do not believe it.

Britt Dorton, “Letters” (via twloha) @rjg77

twloha

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refiningfire

come back please

childofwestwind

Concentration camps are opening in Russia.

Do not let us die again, we where left once before because of a part of ourselves we can’t control.

Don’t let is die, don’t ignore our cries.

not-so-secret-nerd

LGBT concentration camps are Chechen President Ramzan Kadyrov solution to the “gay problem”. This is real. This is happening right now

Here

pleasurecastle-deactivated20200

i usually don’t add onto posts but on the link above there is a petition against the camps and it is far from its goal, consider that, this is horrifying

churlingtonbeesecoatfactory

i mean, let’s not kid ourselves, petitions will not do ANYTHING to change policy in russia but at least be aware this is happening in 2017

androidsdream

MAKE A DONATION!!!

…”The organization promotes human rights throughout Russia, and is trying to document the current crimes in Chechnya on its website, www.lgbtnet.org. The website is in both Russian and English, and there is a link to make donations.

The money donated helps get LGBT people out of Chechnya and into safe houses, until they are given asylum by Western countries. The LGBT Network also provides them with much-needed psychological and physical care.”

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/entry/gay-crisis-in-chechnya_us_58eba074e4b081da6ad0060e

hyacinthlbridgerton

what really fucked my up about 13 reasons why was alex.

in the ambulance scene, when they say it was a 17 years old boy with a gunshot in the head, i thought it was clay, i thought it was justin, i thought it was bryce… but alex never occurred to me

and yet, he gave all the signs. the way that he talked about jessica being the only good thing in his life, the pool, the fact that he didn’t care about being beaten, that relationship with his father, he said he had no plans for the future, he wouldn’t mind to give all the truth away, the guilt…

it was all there. and yet, i didn’t see it.

the show is about suicide. the show is about how we should be able to identify its signs. i was angry because none could see what hannah was going through and how they didn’t see it coming. and yet, i didn’t see it coming neither.

this fucks me up really hard.

june-music

This is so true because this is exactly what happened for me I never even considered Alex but it was there all along, all the signs were there.