♬ ♪: depression
I just feel so alone all the time. Even when I’m laughing and having a delightful time in the company of my bros. I think it’s probably the human condition to feel this way. Lonely and ashamed of it. And we devour the creative output of everyone trying to escape from the feeling while searching for the hints that we are not the only person feeling this way. And even when it happens, even when real people share their experiences, or we identify with fictional characters, even when we write in the plural, we still have this impenetrable wall of disbelief: there can be only us, because we are alone.
Erm, I’m sorry if this is completely creepy of me - reblogging an obviously personal post from a stranger and all - but I would just like to say, I don’t think I even have a word for how this paragraph makes me feel. Except maybe, just, “yes.”
” …why do I talk about the benefits of failure? Simply because failure meant a stripping away of the inessential. I stopped pretending to myself that I was anything other than what I was, and began to direct all my energy into finishing the only work that mattered to me. Had I really succeeded at anything else, I might never have found the determination to succeed in the one arena I believed I truly belonged. I was set free, because my greatest fear had been realised, and I was still alive, and I still had a daughter whom I adored, and I had an old typewriter and a big idea. And so rock bottom became the solid foundation on which I rebuilt my life.” (via J.K. Rowling on Failure And Imagination) 2008 Harvard Commencement Speech
Call your girlfriend
It’s time you had the talk
Give your reasons
Say it’s not her fault
But you just found somebody new
Tell her not to get upset, second-guessing everything you said and done
And then when she gets upset tell her how you never mean to hurt no one
Then you tell her that the only way her heart will mend is when she learns to love again
And it won’t make sense right now but you’re still her friend
And then you let her down easy
(Source: kari-shma, via quote-book)
“There are two things above all that make people love and care for something, the thought that it is all theirs, and the thought that it is the only one they have.” —Aristotle
Hm, I’m still debating this…
(Source: raindropsonredroses)
