Looks like dad’s depression is back. “I’m done trying to look at the positive things in life. It’s not working.” I honestly lied and told him I was going to bed just so I didn’t have to listen to him talk like that anymore. I have to fight crying when he acts like this. I thought this was long gone.. Looks like I was wrong. Awesome.
Be strong, dear. You are not responsible for this and nor are you equipped to help him but what you can do is be strong for yourself. Sometimes the best examples come from those who are younger with fresh spirits and high hopes…the stronger you are for you, the more you will inspire him whether it’s apparent or not.
well, Jessica, Jessie, Jess (i’m still not sure what to call you), i’ve tried to delete this roughly 134 times and it still won’t disappear from my messages…so i’ll take it as a sign from the Tumblr Gods that there will always be someone interested in the things I have to post about. :)
Yeah, I’m going through shit. We’re all going through shit; chasing dreams, chasing love, running from fear and failure and everything in our past that has made us question our sanity. It’s a matter of patience and understanding, and let’s face it: none of us really have the time or energy to grasp what that even means. So maybe we can stop hurting eachother. Maybe we can stop hurting ourselves. Either way, both ideas are contradicting, neither will ever match up and neither is an easy task to face. But one thing that’s for sure is that we have to stop judging eachother when we finally decide to pick one. So choose one, because life is too short to keep everyone miserable.
I am certain that this is unnatural and ultimately unhealthy, but I tend to pick apart the traits I love about someone and really almost obsess over it. Then one day, it’s as if I wake up and those ideas about a person have vanished or I have simply familiarized myself so much with that person, those qualities seem to just fade away into their pores of their skin.
I think because of this, my tendency to fall in and out of love with people and art and music and things can really spiral out of control and I have a difficult time reeling in my fantasies. As I get older, I’ve also realized that this is why I’ve walked in and ran out of so many lives.
I’m too good at quitting. This is something I continue to struggle with, but I will change.
thanks! i’m always looking for new stuff, so i’ll definitely check out your music.
i have one message that just won’t disappear everytime i try to delete it. what gives, tumblr?
“There now, steady love, so few come and don’t go
Will you won’t you, be the one I’ll always know
When I’m losing my control, the city spins around
You’re the only one who knows, you slow it down”
but i’ve changed my hair yet again. this time a more natural look than i have sported since…2003?
And then I’m pissed for the rest of the day because I have no patience.
this was me when i tried to learn. i’m definitely with you on the patience part…and then pair that with weak hands and long fingernails? oh boy.
that’s crazy! i can’t believe it wasn’t hiding from you two.
…because i am too.