rnessage:

be nice to people because the world is a shitty place and we all need a little help sometimes

(via penguinsarepeopletoo)

Anonymous: *hugs*

*tightly hugs you back* 

27/08/2014

Today something terrible happened. Not terrible in the way 99% of people would deem something to be terrible (and the sensible part of me knows it isn’t), but my mind ‘works’ differently and some part of me feels like throwing myself in front of a truck or something (not literally). I want to write about what happened, but at the same time I don’t want to because it would be painful (actively thinking about it) and I know I won’t do a good enough job of explaining things in words. I feel quite alone and trapped because my social anxiety is not like that of most people with it. Some things do fit into the ‘typical’ box but then there are others that go into a separate ‘Mel’s’ box. In (many) situations my mind just doesn’t function properly, I can’t think logically leaving me in a seemingly perpetual state of confusion…and sometimes I end up doing/saying something that I wouldn’t if I was in a better mental state…which irks me.  A part of me would like to tell to someone about what happened today but a) my family doesn’t understand b) i don’t see my psychiatrist til the first week of October I think, and anyway he doesn’t understand c) No way will I tell my friends. 

*Sigh* Well, it’s been two weeks since I decreased my Lexapro dosage to half a tablet (take-2 at trying to get off them). I cannot make a good judgement as to whether I feel any different to when I was taking one tablet. I suppose there hasn’t been a drastic change,only small differences (which is only natural because come on, I’m altering my brain chemistry). 

I don’t feel so overwhelmed/struggling with my mind that I cannot take it anymore. Instead,I feel somewhat encumbered by several (long-term) mental demons from which I yearn to break free. 

what is medication even social anxiety mylife depression

romanticizing-death:

bahboh:

one thing i love about college is that everyone is so exhausted that nobody judges anyone for sleeping anywhere like

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just rest your eyesimage

get comfy

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we’re all in  this together

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you are safe here

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it will be ok

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This is by far the cutest college post I have ever seen

(Source: bepeu, via sany16)

me
"The fact is, like it or not, you still live a world where gender matters. Where gender controls not just the entire course of your life – but the lives of women all over the world. Every second, a child will be born female in a country where she will persecuted for this random biological occurrence for the rest of her life. So before you hold up your anti-Feminist placard proudly and smile at your own sense of empowerment, think not what Feminism can do for you, but what it can do for that one girl. She needs someone to stand up for her. That someone could be you."

flash-thunder:

Women make up 45% of the gaming community and 0% of the protagonists of the 25 biggest games of the year.

"Yes, but that’s still a minority! If more women played video games, there would be more reason to have female protagonists!"

Men make up 35% of the cinema audience and 84% of the protagonists of the 25 biggest movies of the year.

(via a-ridiculous-miracle)

rosalynsnow:

hobopoppins:

manaphy:

wow I didn’t know fuckin chocolate eggs were gendered

OKAY LET ME TELL YOU A STORY ABOUT THE FUCKING PINK EGGS.
I work at a concession stand in an ice rink. We sell a bunch of chocolate bars and snacks and shit including Kinder Surprise eggs.
So one day this woman comes up to the counter with her two little kids, a girl who’s probably about 6 or 7 and a little boy, maybe 3 or 4. The mom asks what they want, the little girl points at the Kinder eggs and says “One of those!”. I asked if she wanted the white or the pink egg. She said pink. The little boy pointed to the Kinder eggs and says “One of those!”. I asked if he wanted the white or the pink egg. He said pink. HOLY SHIT IT WAS LIKE I OPENED THE GATES OF HELL. The mom absolutely FLIPPED and was like “YOU ARE NOT GETTING THE PINK EGG IT’S ONLY FOR GIRLS. YOU CAN GET THE WHITE ONE OR NOTHING AT ALL”. The little boy looked at his mom and said “But I want the same as ______ (whatever the sister’s name was)”. The mom completely ignored him and turned to me and gave me a death glare. “He can have the white egg.”
I had to give a little boy a white egg when he wanted the pink so that he could be the same as his big sister and he started crying. The mom just reiterated that the pink egg was for girls and told him that boys don’t cry.
And this is why we shouldn’t gender fucking chocolate eggs.

I didn’t know that kinder eggs were gender based. I just thought they were freaking good.
ugh yuck poor baby he has to live with a mother like that