Posted 7 hours ago
unfuckyourhabitat:

messylibrarian:

I figured out that one episode of “Welcome to Night Vale” is about 20 minutes. Which means I can clean while listening, take a 10 minute break, and then listen to another episode while I clean. And so on into eternity.
The City Council should be pleased.
Not that I would ask. That’s madness.

We’re pretty big fans of WtNV here at UfYH HQ.

Got fed up with the Podcasts app on my iPod Touch so I downloaded Downcast last night and have been trying to remember what podcasts I’ve been curious about (I mostly listen to Never Not Funny). Time to check out Welcome to Night Vale and unfuck some stuff!

unfuckyourhabitat:

messylibrarian:

I figured out that one episode of “Welcome to Night Vale” is about 20 minutes. Which means I can clean while listening, take a 10 minute break, and then listen to another episode while I clean. And so on into eternity.

The City Council should be pleased.

Not that I would ask. That’s madness.

We’re pretty big fans of WtNV here at UfYH HQ.

Got fed up with the Podcasts app on my iPod Touch so I downloaded Downcast last night and have been trying to remember what podcasts I’ve been curious about (I mostly listen to Never Not Funny). Time to check out Welcome to Night Vale and unfuck some stuff!

Posted 3 days ago

nateswinehart:

Being good to each other is so important, guys.

Posted 3 days ago
if you consider a woman less pure after you’ve touched her maybe you should take a look at your hands

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I will never not reblog this

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Posted 3 days ago
Posted 1 week ago

abbygubler:

ohrobbybaby:

The Sound of Music (1965)

tumblr fucked me up so bad i kept expecting something ridiculous to happen at the end like a still of her telling the kids to go fuck themselves smh

Same here. I kept thinking I was going to happen upon Ray, a beam from a laser gun or something.

Posted 1 week ago
The autopsy said the bullets entered the back of his arms right? Meaning he was either A) running away while being shot or B) hands up in the air being shot. Thats murder. And called an execution. But correct me if im wrong
just-put-it-there asked

iwriteaboutfeminism:

You’re not wrong.

The autopsy performed at the request of the family says “Mr. Brown, 18, was also shot four times in the right arm, he said, adding that all the bullets were fired into his front.”

Posted 1 week ago
Posted 2 weeks ago

f-premaur:

GROWLS (ะ`♔´ะ) 

Posted 2 weeks ago

Depression (and all of the myriad of mental illnesses that are placed under that umbrella: anxiety, bipolar disorder, etc) is different for every person. What works for one, may not work for another, and may not even work for that one 100% of the time. You have to keep seeking, keep searching for the answer. And the answer may not be what you think it is. It may not be “happiness”. Of course, that’s what we all want (isn’t it?), but sometimes the most we can get is “this too shall pass”.

No one is happy all of the time. That can be easy to forget, especially in this age of social media where we all carefully select how we present ourselves. We take tens and hundreds of pictures with the touch of a button, select the one we like most, show the “perfect” one to the world, trash the rest.

I’ve been struggling with anxiety or depression or whatever it might be for awhile now. I first made an appointment to talk to someone around the time Dash turned 1. I didn’t keep that appointment. Over the past few years I’ve talked several times about possibly needing to see someone or go on medication or something, anything. There were times when my own personal demons lied to me, horribly, and I believed every word.

I finally made an appointment (and kept it) in March of this year. I couldn’t believe how much it helped just to talk to someone. I thought “This is great. I feel so much better. I’m so glad I can put this behind me.” I thought I was “cured”.

Yesterday, I had one of the worst anxiety attacks I can remember. It wasn’t the intensity of it so much (I’ve had them were it’s hard to breathe) but the duration. As I was struggling to make it through the day, I hit upon the analogy that worked for me, at that time.

You know when you go on a roller coaster? My dad and I used to ride the Desperado in Primm, Nevada all the time. You get in the cart, put on your seat belt, the safety bar comes down and you know you’re safe. Thousands of people ride ride this ride every week and no one ever gets hurt and you are safe. And the first thing that happens is you have to climb the big hill that makes the rest of the ride exciting. You’re nervous, and excited and maybe a little bit scared, climbing that big hill, waiting for the big drop.

That’s what my anxiety felt like yesterday. I don’t know what triggered it and I don’t know what eventually made it better, but I felt like I was gripping the safety bar, climbing the big hill, nervous and scared (nothing exciting about this particular ride though) and waiting for the big fun drop that never came. Logically, I knew I was safe. That’s what the therapy has done for me. A few months ago, I wouldn’t have even had that safety bar to hold on to. I would just have been adrift in a sea of fear and hopelessness, sure that I was never going to be happy again. Now, I know it is a passing thing. It feels endless when it happens, but it does end. Today, (and even late last night) I was able to laugh, get excited about the project I’m working on, and even find joy in small things. Yesterday, that wasn’t possible.

Please, if you have troubling thoughts, of hopelessness, self-harm, suicide or anything else, please seek help. It will get better. You may have to try several options/treatments before you hit on the one that works for you, but please, keep trying. Whatever demons there may be whispering to you, I promise you they are lying.

You are worthy of love and hope and happiness. And you are worth fighting for.

This video prompted me to write this.

Posted 3 weeks ago

DEPRESSION LIES

jujyfruit0:

rosalindrobertson:

Repeat this as often as you need. Don’t for one second believe anything it says.

You matter.

And if you need to take a break from the internet for a while because discussing depression/suicide is a trigger for you…it’s ok. Take all the time you need. We’ll be here when you get back. Hugs.