January 5, 2013

slightlysalty:

Did you know that high school students today have about the same anxiety levels as insane asylum mental patients during the 1950’s?

Well I’d believe it

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June 10, 2012

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May 28, 2012

Spring came, and I knew it wasn’t Seasonal Affective. Summer came, and I realized it would probably never go away.

May 19, 2012
After going through drive-thru with cheery cashier
Mom: Wouldn't it be fun to be happy like that?
Me: Mm-hmm...
May 16, 2012

Even when I feel better I’m never really because I know I’m tightroping precariously over the yawning abyss

May 13, 2012
sugarskullrose:

The asylum 

sugarskullrose:

The asylum 

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May 7, 2012
did-you-kno:

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did-you-kno:

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May 7, 2012
borderlineofinsanity:

floatinginthefourth:

May is Borderline Personality Disorder Awareness Month
~ Please re-blog to spread awareness

Hey look :) It’s my blog title
I feel so cool!

borderlineofinsanity:

floatinginthefourth:

May is Borderline Personality Disorder Awareness Month

~ Please re-blog to spread awareness

Hey look :) It’s my blog title

I feel so cool!

(Source: sassyqunari, via thejungerfreud)

11:52am  |   URL: http://tmblr.co/ZxxuZxL2xu6j
Filed under: mental health 
March 6, 2012
"If you know someone who’s depressed, please resolve never to ask them why. Depression isn’t a straightforward response to a bad situation; depression just is, like the weather. Try to understand the blackness, lethargy, hopelessness, and loneliness they’re going through. Be there for them when they come through the other side. It’s hard to be a friend to someone who’s depressed, but it is one of the kindest, noblest and best things you will ever do."

Stephen Fry (via thechocolatebrigade)

THIS a frillion times.  Let me feel what I feel without having to be subjected to your inane questioning.  It’s never enough for people to simply offer sympathy and be willing to listen if you wish to talk—they have to probe and dig and force you to put on a mask or spurn their contact altogether.

Insomnia, inadequate vitamin intake, circadian rhythms, lack of sunlight…these are some of the “explanations” I manufacture (though they doubtless do have a role) to satisfy people who ask about my mood so they can have their easy answer, provide an easy solution, and go on with things.

Sometimes—most of the time—there just isn’t some easy explanation.  And if there were one, a depressed person (or for that matter any person) would not have to use it to justify their emotions to you. They don’t have to.

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March 6, 2012

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March 1, 2012

witchsauce:

Anna Schuleit

Thousands of flowers installed in an abandoned mental asylum.

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February 26, 2012
Also, it seems like most of the people who say this are swimming in privilege.

Also, it seems like most of the people who say this are swimming in privilege.

October 30, 2011

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11:44pm  |   URL: http://tmblr.co/ZxxuZxBKP7J8
Filed under: mental health 
October 23, 2011
"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.
Depression is humiliating.
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.
Depression is humiliating.
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."

(via adeptasororitas)

Yeah.

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September 13, 2011

funny-pictures-uk:

I apologise for reading your mind.

Oh my god.  Apology accepted (I guess?).

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