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And you get weighed down by the fact that there others who have it worse but it does not make this weight you bear any lighter.

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Say a little prayer
Some days you raise your hands to God and ask, “Why are my parents crazy?”
And you get weighed down by the fact that there others who have it worse but it does not make this weight you bear any lighter.

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so basically… To be a good man you should only be with one woman for your entire life? And if you’ve been with someone that’s disgusting? Ok.
dude. it’s a play-off of how people treat women by slut shaming them. see how ridiculous it sounds when they switch genders? then why is it that way for women.
That individual actually helped this post become better by showing how men perceive women in today’s society and their reactions towards oppression. Double standards are wild.
Very often, when you’re writing your day’s work, something you write will remind you of something that you read. And the thing that you read shines a kind of light on the sentences that you’re writing. So I think it would be very hard to write without having read a great deal.
The New York Public Library’s Paul Holdengraber interviews Salman Rushdie.
Complement with Rebecca Solnit on the relationship between reading and writing.
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just a note on that last post though, you can be feminist without actually owning a grenade launcher. many feminists cannot afford grenade launchers and choose to rent them from other, more powerful feminists, and thats ok! its even acceptable to just have a really big gun or a helicopter. its important to remember that grenade launchers are not a prerequisite of feminism, but only a common aspect.
I was just wondering, how did you feel when your doctor suggested going on anti-depressants? My therapist of several months suggested it to me today and while logically I know it's probably a good idea, I can't help but feel like I'm broken, you know? Like, I'm worse than I thought I was. Did you feel like this or know anyone who felt something similar?
First of all, Depression Lies. It tells you that you’re weak and unworthy and terrible and that you’re never going to be able to get out from under it.
Depression lies like that because it wants to protect itself and keep on controlling your life.
Depression is a dick, and I want to encourage you to listen to your therapist and let him or her help you.
Now I want you to imagine that you have a fever, and your whole body hurts, and you’ve been coughing up all sorts of awful gunk for days. You’re miserable, so you go to the doctor.
The doctor says, “oh, you have this terrible infection in your body, so I’m going to give you some medicine to help your body get better, and some other medicine to help you not suffer while your body works on that.”
Imagine that you then say, “I don’t want to do that, because I feel sort of broken if I take those medications. I feel like I’m weak or something, and if I take those medications that you know will help me feel better, I’m admitting that my body needs some help so I can stop suffering. I think I’ll keep on suffering and hope it gets better.”
Or you go to your doctor because you’ve been feeling crummy and she runs some tests and she says, “Well, it turns out that you have diabetes, but you’re in luck! You can take some medicine, and it’ll treat it. You’ll probably have to take it for a long time, maybe even your whole life, but you’ll get well and feel better!”
Do you say, “No, I think I’ll just deal with it,” and continue suffering?
Of course not! You would treat any illness with medication if you could, and you’d put a cast on a broken leg and walk with crutches if you needed to, because walking on a broken leg really really really hurts, and you don’t need to suffer through that pain!
Mental illness is exactly the same as a physical illness. Your body has something that’s out of whack – in our case, it’s how our brains handle neurochemicals and stuff – and there’s medication that can help us help ourselves feel better.
You’re not broken, and you’re not weak, and if you’re now thinking that you’re worse than you thought you were? Well, that’s really awesome, because it means that you recognize that your brain needs some help to get healthy, and your doctor is there to help you do that.
It takes courage to take the chance on medication, and the first one you try may not work, because brains are all different and incredibly complicated, but something will work, and you will feel better, and you will be so glad that you took the step to take care of yourself.
Please check in with me in a month or so, and let me know how you’re doing.

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I began to forget myself in the middle of sentences.
Margaret Atwood (via evadethevoid)
Everyone says love hurts, but that is not true. Loneliness hurts, rejection hurts. Envy hurts. Everyone gets these things confused with love, but in reality love is the only thing in this world that covers up all the pain and makes someone feel wonderful again. Love is the only thing in the world that does not hurt.
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It seems to me more than ever that I am a victim of introspection. I am possessive about time alone. If I have not the power to put myself in the place of other people, but must be continually burrowing inward, I shall never be the magnanimous creative person I wish to be. Yet I am hypnotized by the workings of the individual, alone, and am continually using myself as a specimen.
Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath (via violentwavesofemotion)
I said to my soul, be still and wait without hope
For hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love
For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith
But the faith and the love are all in the waiting.
Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought:
So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.
T. S. Eliot in Four Quartets
Song: “I Just Wait” by Paloma Faith
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Love is a component of many different things - the baggage you bring, the moment, what you need in your life, seeing someone as a portal for understanding everything, and all the intensity that brings. It’s not something to count on and act like it’s a stable thing.
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My mission, should I choose to accept it, is to find peace with exactly who and what I am. To take pride in my thoughts, my appearance, my talents, my flaws and to stop this incessant worrying that I can’t be loved as I am.
Anaïs Nin (via wordsnquotes)
She seems so cool, so focused, so quiet, yet her eyes remain fixed upon the horizon. You think you know all there is to know about her immediately upon meeting her, but everything you think you know is wrong. Passion flows through her like a river of blood. She only looked away for a moment, and the mask slipped, and you fell. All your tomorrows start here.
Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things: Short Fictions and Wonders (via petrichour)
She seems so cool, so focused, so quiet, yet her eyes remain fixed upon the horizon. You think you know all there is to know about her immediately upon meeting her, but everything you think you know is wrong. Passion flows through her like a river of blood. She only looked away for a moment, and the mask slipped, and you fell. All your tomorrows start here.
Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things: Short Fictions and Wonders (via petrichour)
I wanted to ask a friend how he and his family was. I formulated the message too many times in my head; embarassed that I didn't follow-up previously. Then truth came to my mind which sounded rude at the same time. // As a challenge and in pursuit of something new: i will be making a postcard a day for the rest of September, with a variation of the doodle above. DM an "aye!" if you'd like one snail mailed to anywhere in the world. I'll write a random thought or answer your random question.😄😃 248/365 #yearofcreativehabits #life #truth

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Here is how it goes: i will have conversations with too many people when I know this is a conversation I really need to have with one - me. Then, i stay radio silent till I am ready to come to a decision. // I am often surprised by how surprised people are with my decisions. I think i hangout too much in my head. 246/365 #yearofcreativehabits #adulting #introvert #infp
Nobody will protect you from your suffering. You can’t cry it away or eat it away or starve it away or walk it away or punch it away or even therapy it away. It’s just there, and you have to survive it. You have to endure it. You have to live through it and love it and move on and be better for it and run as far as you can in the direction of your best and happiest dreams across the bridge that was built by your own desire to heal.
Cheryl Strayed (via emotional-algebra)