#comfortspot

Comfortspot is my new favourite website. The thought alone that strangers take the time to read through my problems and leave me a few kind words is making me feel much better. 

we're all walking around with these glossy eyes. "i'm tired" we say. but its never true. yes. we are tired. but not from a lack of sleep. we are tired of waking up with nothing to look forward to. tired of going to bed exhausted after doing a million things we find no joy in doing. we're tired of this void. this emptiness that looms over us. we're tired of the loneliness that presses down on us, even though we are surrounded by people at all times. so why cant we just say it? humans are so afraid to look into each others eyes and say "i am unhappy. I am broken. I am hopeless and fallible." we've been conditioned to associate weakness with pain. sadness with coldness. loneliness with unworthiness. difference with disease. as if these feelings are contagious. as if ambivalence is something not to be felt, but to be feared. I say, forget all that! forget fake smiles and handshakes and "howdoyoudo's. and "i'mfinethankyou's. forget the fear of crying in a public place. forget the fake chipper voice and the lies we spit out to cover our own problems. we are humans. we are meant to feel. to feel everything openly. we are not metal. we are flesh and bone. our boiled blood courses through our cold, clammy hands. we are intricate and beautiful and we shouldn't hide our human parts. if we do, what is left to show? 

Calming. #comfortspot

If you've ever scrolled through my blog, you probably know I used to have a link titled "Vent here." Well anyways, I recently changed to a theme that doesn't allow me to add any links so in case anyone is wondering and for the people who asked, vent here xoxo 

change and growth take place when a person has risked himself and dares to become involved with experimenting with his own life - Herbert Otto