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I see many of these signs in my life, it’s just difficult to actually let go and have it no longer be bothersome
Here are some signs that might indicate that’s time to let go of a relationship:
1. Someone expects you to be someone you’re not. – Don’t change who you are for anyone else. It’s wiser to lose someone over being who you are, than to keep them by being someone you’re not. Because it’s…
Solo Cups: Knowledge
I was curious about the lines on solo cups the other weekend and learned something amazing. This information should be taught in an intro class to all high schoolers and college students.
It turns out that the lines of the solo cup allows you to measure out a shot, a glass of wine, and a beer. This would have been ridiculously helpful during my partying years!
RED SOLO CUP
YOU’RE MY FRIEND
1. The Judger: This is the type of person who is constantly finding fault in others, they have unrealistic expectations of those around them.It does not matter what others in their lives do right, they will continue to find fault. It is exhausting to be around these people, as being in…
1. Two people should think the same way to be in a relationship. FALSE.
No two people are the same. We are all genetically, physiologically, psychologically and historically different from our partners. We have been conditioned differently, value things differently and have different…
I can only assume that there’s only one thing more frustrating than not being able to find someone, and that’s not being found. I would want someone to find me, more than anything.
—Cecelia Ahern, A Place Called Here (via larmoyante)
Depression is humiliating. It turns intelligent, kind people into zombies who can’t wash a dish or change their socks. It affects the ability to think clearly, to feel anything, to ascribe value to your children, your lifelong passions, your relative good fortune. It scoops out your normal healthy ability to cope with bad days and bad news, and replaces it with an unrecognizable sludge that finds no pleasure, no delight, no point in anything outside of bed. You alienate your friends because you can’t comport yourself socially, you risk your job because you can’t concentrate, you live in moderate squalor because you have no energy to stand up, let alone take out the garbage. You become pathetic and you know it. And you have no capacity to stop the downward plunge. You have no perspective, no emotional reserves, no faith that it will get better. So you feel guilty and ashamed of your inability to deal with life like a regular human, which exacerbates the depression and the isolation. If you’ve never been depressed, thank your lucky stars and back off the folks who take a pill so they can make eye contact with the grocery store cashier. No one on earth would choose the nightmare of depression over an averagely turbulent normal life.
It’s not an incapacity to cope with day to day living in the modern world. It’s an incapacity to function. At all. If you and your loved ones have been spared, every blessing to you. If depression has taken root in you or your loved ones, every blessing to you, too. No one chooses it. No one deserves it. It runs in families, it ruins families. You cannot imagine what it takes to feign normalcy, to show up to work, to make a dentist appointment, to pay bills, to walk your dog, to return library books on time, to keep enough toilet paper on hand, when you are exerting most of your capacity on trying not to kill yourself. Depression is real. Just because you’ve never had it doesn’t make it imaginary. Compassion is also real. And a depressed person may cling desperately to it until they are out of the woods and they may remember your compassion for the rest of their lives as a force greater than their depression. Have a heart. Judge not lest ye be judged.
This is how this week has been. Everyone all happy and enjoying life and then there’s me, depressed. Depressed about what you may ask? Depressed about my life and its lack of direction, about people and how much they all suck, about the past, about being depressed about the past, about missing out on things because i’m depressed about being depressed about the past. It’s all just one big cycle that never ends. Good thing my feelings already jumped ship, otherwise this might be very painful.
