Word on the street is that everything will be okay
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Word on the street is that everything will be okay
The Four Agreements: 1. Be impeccable with your word. 2. Donât take anything personally. 3. Donât make assumptions. 4. Always do your best.
Don Miguel Ruiz, The Four Agreements (via theliteraryjournals)
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totes real. the lawns and fields around northfield looked like that this june. fireflies are making a rebound as pesticide use goes down!
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After all, soul mates always end up together.
Cecelia Ahern, Where Rainbows End / Love, Rosie (via thelovejournals)
We were the kids that did whatever we desired. We traveled the world without our parents consent & did things carelessly. We held our own idea of success instead of what society had for us. Everythingâs all mental in life, itâs how you understand your situations and experiences to move onward. Iâm edgy, hope it gets under your skin - @jayalvarrez
like i get it, itâs frustrating when people who are actually really unaware of mental illness talk to you like that. you know, they get this really uppity tone and say stuff like âyou donât need medication, you need the outdoors!â or they make that face and treat you like youâre contagious or they talk about how, like, they get it, but you need to get over it and it can be really all-consumingly horrible to hear this stuff. when i was a teenager and i really needed help, i heard âthis is just what itâs like to be a teenagerâ âeveryone is anxiousâ âdonât be such an attention whore.â i had (have) five mental illnesses in full blown blue eyes white dragon attack mode. all lovingly untreated. everyone i tried to tell faced me with their idea of âjust drink more calcium!â and it âŠ. made me withdraw completely. i needed someone to tell me: hey, kid, i have what you have, it gets better, but hereâs some ways that actually can work to help you survive until then.Â
which is why when i see positivity here immediately debunked as âneurotypical adviceâ, i wonder what that means. what it means for 15 year old me, reading that, learning that âyouâll feel betterâ was a message not meant for people like me. not for people who were sad. âyou can feel goodâ was meant for everybody else, just like always, just like this world was made for everybody else.Â
yeah. my gut reaction for a long time to âit is all going to work outâ has been ânot for meâ. but i know somewhere, somebody might actually need to hear that. and the older i get, the more i find myself starting to see myself in all these cliches about survival. give me the kitten hanging off a branch. tell me about how right now sucks but in three years itâll suck a little less. i need this stuff.Â
i kind of think of mental illness as a virus. these things want to use you and your body as a host, your immediate reaction to things that could help you is usually âno.â it makes you want to sit and stew and be sad and let it kill you. it makes you want to roll your eyes because someone said âyou can do this.â when you start walking in the opposite direction, your illness fights back. it says all kinds of things. âthis isnât for youâ âthis will never workâ âwhat do you think youâre doingâ âyouâll never be happy again so why bother with any of it.â i learned that life is so much better if you just. keep. walking.
it doesnât magically make you love advice. i donât think iâll ever like âthis too shall pass.â i hate that saying so much i want to bite something every time someone says it to me. i think itâs because people said it to me without knowing i was coming back from a funeral; it was inappropriate, unasked for, a cliche that made me feel like i was being scolded for my sadness. it felt like someone was looking down at me and saying âawwâŠ. she thinks this is permanent.â but death is. it infuriated me.Â
but iâm at the stage of my life i can see what they were doing. yeah, wrong audience, wrong time, wrong everything. but i know they were just trying to soothe me with words that probably soothed them, once upon a time. and someone told them those words because they worked previously, and so on, and thatâs how we get to the bottom of a cliche. itâs because what they were actually saying was âthis is me, caring.â
sometimes words wonât work. theyâll feel silly, lazy, a whistle when you need a scream. but i close my eyes and say. sometimes itâs not the words, itâs the person hearing them. and someone might need to hear something silly.Â
itâs all just about hope. about passing hope through ourselves so many times we try anything, even words so old they sound thin and frail.Â
the other day i saw one of those âyouâre validâ posts where beautiful girls look too much unlike me to mean anything. but i found myself smiling. because yeah, okay. iâm my own reason i canât have nice things.
but iâm learning how to get them back. iâm learning.
oh mother i may not make it back from where beaches are blood and sea   iâm unsteady on my feet and since i was young enough to bite i never bore venom against those who would cut me   iâm better when iâm fighting for anotherâs palms, anotherâs peace, for another person's other day living   oh mother i know you say i'm too soft, will curl like bark on trees  but mother sometimes softness is the act of resistance that other people need  tell the bees, mother, i think youâll find theyâll be proud of me - they know the nature of one dying for many  oh mother i know you want no harm coming but i asked the clouds too many times why our thoughts and prayers came unsolved and unanswered  one night the moon looked me in the eyes and she said: this world gave you hands and legs and a heart as big as a mountain so go move something.
Resisting // r.i.d (via inkskinned)
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I want to be around people that do things. I donât want to be around people anymore that judge or talk about what people do. I want to be around people that dream and support and do things.
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Stevie photographed signing autographs backstage at the âSunday Break Festivalâ in Austin in 1976.