i think the idea of a 'mental health day' is something completely invented by people who have no clue what it's like to have bad mental health. the idea that your mind can be aired out in twenty-four hours is kind of like saying heart disease can be cured if you eat the right breakfast cereal. mental health days only exist for people who have the luxury of saying 'i don't want to deal with things today' and then can take the whole day off, while the rest of us are stuck fighting the fights we always fight, with no one really caring one way or another, unless we choose to bring a gun to school or ruin the morning announcements with a suicide.
David LevithanTag: mental-health
For the Jesus Revolutionaries, the answer was clear: Jesus would not be out waging "preventative" wars. Jesus would not be withholding medicine from people who could not afford it. Jesus would not cast stones at people of races, sexual orientatons, or genders other than His own. Jesus would not condone the failing, viperous, scandalplagued hierarchy of some churches. Jesus would welcome everyone to his his table. He would love them, and he would find peace.
David LevithanTag: inspirational awesome fabulous
instead i head to the computer and it's like i turn into a little girl who's just seen her first rainbow. i get all giddy and nervous and hopeful and despairing and i tell myself not to look obsessively at my buddy list, but it might as well be projected onto the insides of my eyelids. at 8:05 his name pops up, and i start to count. i only get to twelve before his IM pops up.
David Levithannext to it was a dvd called 'as i get laid dying,' which had a hospital scene on the front. it was like grey's anatomy, only with less grey and more anatomy.
David Levithansimon: that's disgusting!
me: what's disgusting?
simon: you know. you put your thing in the place where he, um, defecates.
maura: i am isaac, will.
me: don't be stupid. he's a guy.
maura: no he's not. he's a profile. i made him up.
me: yeah, right.
maura: i did.
no. no no no no no no no no no no no no no.
me: what?
no please no what no no please no fuck no NO.
maura: isaac doesn't exist. he's never existed.
me: just don't ask about his forty-three ex-boyfriends, okay? or ask him about why he's carrying around an axe.
mom:...
me: i'm kidding about the axe part.
I text tiny a minute later.
MADE NEW GAY FRIEND.
And he texts back
PROGRESS!!!
it is so unfair that he lives in ohio, because that should be close enough, but since neither of us drives and neither of us would ever in a million years say, 'hey, mom, do you want to drive me across indiana to see a boy?,' we're kind of stuck.
David LevithanSinging in the rain. I'm singing in the rain. And it's such a fucking glorious feeling. An unexpected downpour and I am just giving myself into it. Because what the fuck else can you do? Run for cover? Shriek and curse? No--when the rain falls you just let it fall and you grin like a madman and you dance with it because if you can make yourself happy in the rain, then you're doing pretty alright in life.
David LevithanTag: life happiness singing-in-the-rain
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