The way justin bieber went from purpose (a song where he sings about things like feeling like he's breathing his last breath & his journey's coming to an end) to everything hallelujah (a song where he's grateful to God about every little thing in his life) makes me so emotional
I hate how no one is validating Melanie’s feelings. Not even Aniya. To me this is even more proof that having a strong community can be the difference between leaving a toxic relationship and staying in one. You need people around you who will believe you, validate your experiences and have your back. Everyone here is failing her.
So hard watching this szn of Love Island & being so reminded of everything I went through with my ex Bailey. Sincere and KC are awful. the lies, laughing at a humans misery, the lack of respect for someone you are telling you care for so much
Men are scary.
Sincere: At the end of the day, I picked you.
Melanie: The prize is not being picked. The prize is being RESPECTED.
👏🏽 👏🏽 That’s what I like to hear Melanie!
#LoveIslandUSA
obsession was really terrifying bc one man became infatuated with the idea of a woman for years and feels entitled to her and makes a wish that she'll fall in love with him more than anyone else in the entire world
and when his wish comes true he doesn't care that she's not in control of herself while they're together and that it was not consensual. he wanted her to be devoted to him so she could cater to his unfulfilled needs until she became inconvenient.
when she becomes "too much" he wishes for her to be normal and genuinely believes he's the victim in a situation he created.
this movie has me thinking about the larger societal framing of how people view women who are emotionally reactive as dangerous and uncredible, when in reality, they are trying to deal with the trauma of being put in harmful and violent situations by predatory and abusive men.
Bc nobody wants to deal with people when they’re depressed. People will get sick of you, and quickly, and before you know it you’re losing people bc you’re ’negative’ and ‘draining’. Best kept to yourself if you can keep yourself safe.
Acts of service men are dangerously attractive.
Fixing problems, making sure you’ve eaten, charging your phone, carrying your things… that’s romance to me.
I got a call on a Sunday afternoon. It was a friend of mine who has been living with depression and suicidal ideation. In the call all he said was "Dude, I am not fine. I am losing it".
He didn't need to say more. I told him I am coming over and the first thing we are doing is checking in his firearm at the police station and then we can sit and talk. He lives about 1h30mins away and when I arrived he had already handled the firearm part. I won't say where he lives because that 1h30m will show that I was avoiding a funeral more than I was avoiding speeding tickets.
His wife was not around for the weekend so it was me, him and his kids. We left them watching TV and went to sit by a corner. We talked. About everything besides the call he made earlier.
Not because I wasn't curious but because after living with depression too I know that I don't always want a questionnaire. Or explain triggers that don't make sense. Or explain that sometimes I don't even understand why I feel that way I do. In fact, he was going through some of the best few months of his life when he made that call. New house, business going well... To the outside world he didn't "qualify" for depression.
The elephant in the room was there but we were laughing. I think the elephant was laughing too.
Months later he made a facebook post about that moment and we could joke about it now. Publicly. Not knowing that the simple act of sitting in that corner talking about shit was exactly why he called.
Too often when a low point in depression hits, we feel like we are talking to people we have to qualify our state to. People who mean well. But I don't know why I want my world to end. And even if I do, it is not always this great big thing that most people would think "Okay, it makes sense why you feel this way".
The other reason for this is that depression, like any illness, wants to live. It will do whatever it can to survive. Depression lies to you and tells you that you're a burden, that nobody actually cares and that reaching out will only make things worse. It's not avoidance. It's the illness doing exactly what it's designed to do. Live. Make you isolated.
And he actually is right about being a burden because he still hasn't reimbursed me for my petrol. Umuntu feeling suicidal nge mampara week knowing he lives in another province 😭 Ngiyayifuna imali yam ye Petrol na ma Tollgate 😭😭😭
so cruel yet so fascinating how you'll have to literally rewire your brain after a certain event while the other person goes on to live their life completely unaffected