I was using this as a way to keep myself focused on my draw and as a way to catalog my progress on my art (I plan on getting back to that haha) and just for sharing cool things that I find in general.
I'm 21 and currently in San Antonio, Texas. I'm always been a big fan of art and ,I also appreciate any other poets, artists, etc showing me their work I love seeing new things =).
If you have any questions or just want to talk don't hesitate to ask I'm very friendly.
|Male Rapper:||*releases song about drugs and money and murder and theft and having side-bitches and disrespecting women*|
|Nicki Minaj:||*releases song about butts*|
|Everybody:||WOW WHAT A WHORE OH MY GOD NICKI MINAJ IS AWFUL WHAT A BAD EXAMPLE HOLY SHIT THIS IS THE DECLINE OF MANKIND WHAT HAS MUSIC COME TO OH LORD THIS IS TEACHING YOUNG GIRLS TO BE SLUTS I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS BACK IN MY DAY WE HAD GOOD MUSIC NOW THIS IS JUST A DISASTER EDEN HAS FALLEN AND SOON THE DEVIL WILL CLAIM OUR CHILDREN AND GIVE WOMEN THE ABILITY TO FREELY EXPRESS SEXUALITY IN THE MEDIA|
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.