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I wish I could find a way to reach out to you but I can’t. It isn’t because I don’t like you anymore, or because you’ve started to annoy me. It’s not because your life has been tense and I don’t want to be a part of it. It’s definitely not because I don’t miss you. I do.

You know the expression people use about “digging yourself a hole” in a situation, when you keep talking and continue to feel stupid but can’t reign in your words? Imagine that I, as a person, have dug my own hole. Mine, however, is entirely in my mind.

When I start digging that hole, it can be incredibly hard to climb back out. The thoughts in my head tell me I’m worthless. They tell me I’m not worth talking to. They tell me that talking to you is going to be an anxiety-inducing experience where I will analyze every single word you say to see if you hate me or not, even though somewhere the sane part of me knows that you do not. They tell me we haven’t talked in awhile because you don’t like me anymore. They tell me I’m ugly. They tell me, sometimes, that life doesn’t feel worth it.

When I dig myself a hole, those moments when I go completely quiet for days, weeks, and months at a time, it’s because I need help. I can’t remember how to ask for it. I know I need help, but asking would be way too troublesome to anybody that’s around me. When I dig that hole in my mind and don’t seem to be coming out, what I need more than anything is for you to toss me a rope.

Ask me if there is anything you can help with. Ask me if I need to talk. If I am unresponsive to either of those questions, find a way to force me out of where I’m hiding from the world.

Tell me were going to a Zumba class. Ask me to go out for ice cream. Ask if there’s a movie I’ve been interested in. Chances are, there is.

Ask me to come to your house to watch a movie and tell me you’re coming to pick me up. Even if you end up coming to where I am and sitting with me unable to get me to leave, that sole interaction will help me more than you can ever understand. That kind of normalcy feels like motivation for me.

Keep doing it. Often. It will get exhausting. You do have your own life. I know that — but if you’re able to help me climb out of the hole far enough to get some footing, I promise I will try harder to be a better friend in the future.

Sincerely,

Your friend who has depression.

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thepoliticalfreakshow:

BREAKING: Two White Construction Workers Who Witnessed Michael Brown Shooting Appear In Newly-Released Video Stating “He [Michael Brown] Had His Fucking Hands Up” [TW: Graphic Content]
NOTE: Watch the video by clicking through the picture above.
In new footage obtained by CNN, two contractors working in Ferguson, Mo. the day Darren Wilson shot Michael Brown react to the teen’s killing, with one throwing up his hands and shouting, “He had his fucking hands in the air!”
The men, who asked to be kept anonymous, told CNN’s Randi Kaye that they watched Wilson chase Brown, whom they claim threw up his hands and pled, “OK, OK, OK” before being fired on with his back turned. “The cop didn’t say get on the ground. He just kept shooting,” one said.
The video, taken minutes after the shooting, would appear to be congruent with previous eyewitness reports that not only was Brown unarmed, but that he had also put his hands up in clear surrender and Wilson fired anyway.
[H/T Huffington Post // Video via CNN]
Source: Aleksander Chan for Gawker
earlgreytea68:

THIS. OXFORD COMMA FOREVER. /taking sides in the war

billywick:

daverdad:

the entire lord of the rings from the rings perspective

hand hand river dirt gollum hobbits pockets pockets finger envelope fire hand neck neck finger hobbits neck neck neck pocket finger LAVA

"Fluff rice with a fork, never stir it with a spoon.
Vaseline is the best night time eye cream on the market."

You can buy alcohol and chips with your parents’ gas station credit cards.

If you force something, you’ll break it. That could be good or bad.

It’s important to read the care tags on your clothing and follow those instructions.

Related: don’t wash and dry j. crew wool sweaters.

Changing your car’s oil is not optional.

Whatever physical objects you acquire you will one day have to put into a box and move.

You’re allowed to disagree with negative feedback.

 It’s always worth reading the instruction manual.

Nostalgia, like any drug, can be a poison or a remedy.

Pets are like human friends but better in every conceivable way.

Good doctors listen more than they talk.

You can’t fix a burned roux.

Floss.

Just because someone is an authority figure does not mean they are intelligent/competent/right.

Measure twice, cut once.

Get your nice jeans and dress pants tailored by a professional.

If you’re uncomfortable wearing it you will not look good.

You’re not required to drink alcohol while in a bar.

There are a few things that cure all ills: the beach, your favorite album on vinyl, and fresh garlic.

Kindness is not weakness.

Baking soda is not baking powder.

Taking Excedrin P.M. while still in public is not advisable.

Terrible people will succeed. Wonderful people will fail. The world is not fair.

Appropriate footwear is always key.

You can absolutely be too forgiving.

Real humor punches up, not down.

Reading the assigned chapters will actually help you learn the material.

There are no adults. Everyone is as clueless as you are.

Applying eyeliner well is a timeless art.

You can always leave. Awkward dates, suffocating jobs, hometowns that you outgrow, bad restaurants.

You can always come home again.

But it won’t be the same.

Life is too short for bad books, boring movies, shitty people, and margarine.

Never underestimate the importance of eyebrows.

36 Things I Wish I Figured Out Sooner - Whitney Kimball  (via seabelle)

esslaurent:

love—is-my-weapon:

poopflow:

it should be a high school requirement to work in food and retail for at least 6 months a piece so everyone can understand not to be assholes to employees who are just doing their jobs 

and so we actually have some work experience to put on resumes

that’s actually a really good idea

"A boy may be as disagreeable as he pleases, but when a girl refuses to crap sunshine on command, the world mutters darkly about her moods."

from Republic of Thieves, by Scott Lynch (via makingupachangingmind)

Somewhere, Kristin Stewart just smirked a little. 

(via other-bronte)

whatismgmt:

Do u ever wanna punch urself in the face for procrastinating and ruining ur life

  • Men: Not ALL men.
  • Men to their daughters: Yes, all men. Every single one of them.