Sunday, September 15, 2019

154 Manigoldo y Sage

Manigoldo - Dónde estoy? Qué es este lugar? 
* Se ve una fila de cadáveres caminando hacia un precipicio. *
Manigoldo - No! Deténganse! Qué es lo que les pasa?
Sage - La muerte. Hay tantas muertes en nuestro mundo que llenan estas filas infinitas. 
Manigoldo - Dime una cosa, ¿encuentran la paz al caer ahí?
Sage - Jamás. Abajo su único destino es el inframundo. Mejor dicho el Infierno. 
Manigoldo - ¿Infierno? No puede ser! Quizá sufrieron mucho al momento de su muerte. Y al parecer aún lo hacen. Pero ¿tienen que sufrir por toda la eternidad? No te quedes ahí patriarca, haz algo! ¿No podemos deternerlos? ¿No podemos detener esas líneas?
* Se avienta para intentar detener una joven que está por caer. Y cae con ella lográndose sostener apenas del borde. *
Sage - Manigoldo. Suéltala ya, déjala ir.
Manigoldo  - pero…
Sage - De todos modos ella ya está muerta. Aunque la salves de esa fosa no vivirá. 
Manigoldo - Pero, sufrirá más si cae ahí, patriarca. Sufrió al morir, estoy seguro. Pero no permitiré que lo haga eternamente. No voy a permitirlo. 
Sage - Déjala ya, Manigoldo. 
Manigoldo - ¿Qué sentido tiene vivir entonces? ¿Todo mi pueblo sufrirá igual? Si es así como termina la vida, entonces ¿todo mi pueblo sufrirá igual? Si termina así la vida, entonces ¿qué sentido tiene convertirme en caballero?
* Cae la joven. *
Manigoldo - Sólo siento una profunda angustia. 
Sage - Una profunda angustia. No lo des por hecho así nada más. Respóndeme esto, ¿ya olvidaste la razón por la cual te traje al santuario?. No fue porque quisiera enseñarte sobre la angustia o desesperanza en el campo de batalla. 
* Sube a Manigoldo. *
Sage - Fue para que pudieras vivir, Manigoldo. 
Manigoldo - No entiendo nada, ¿cómo podré vivir después de lo que he visto?
Sage - Por esa razón luchamos contra el dios Hades, aquel que reina el inframundo. Y contra todos aquellos que tratan a los humanos como si fueran simples peones. Por eso debes sentir esa vida, Manigoldo, y el universo que hay en ella. No dejes de sentirla y valorarla. Y así derrotaremos a la muerte misma. 
* De vuelta al campo de batalla contra Tanathos. *
Sage - ¿Angustiante? No uses esa palabra tan a la ligera. Aún hay esperanza. 
Manigoldo - Ahora comprendo maestro, tienes toda mi confianza. 

153 I think I'm afraid of being happy

I think I'm afraid of being happy because whenever I get too happy something bad always happens.

Charlie Brown

152 Five steps to control the ego

Five steps to control the ego:
1. Don't get easily offended,
2. Free yourself from the need to win,
3. Free yourself from the need to always be right
4. Free yourself from the need to be superior
5. Free yourself from the need to have more.

Contodalactitud

Source: https://twitter.com/contodalactitud/status/198113367062364160

151 I know that I shall never

I know. I know that I shall never again meet anything or anybody who will inspire me with passion. You know, it's quite a job starting to love somebody. You have to have energy, generosity, blindness. There is even a moment, in the very beginning, when you have to jump across a precipice: if you think about it you don't do it. I know I'll never jump again.

Jean-Paul Sartre

150 Believe


149 Butters on sadness

Well yeah, and I’m sad, but at the same time I’m really happy that something could make me feel that sad. It’s like, it makes me feel alive, you know? It makes me feel human. And the only way I could feel this sad now is if I felt somethin’ really good before. So I have to take the bad with the good, so I guess what I’m feelin’ is like a, beautiful sadness. I guess that sounds stupid.

Butter, South Park

148 All I want to do

All I want to do is sit down for ten minutes and not worry about a single, damn, thing.

147 God doesn't hate us

God doesn’t hate us. But God could be disappointed in us — like children.

Ridley Scott

146 Plano cartesiano de la tolerancia


145 Time crumbles things

Time crumbles things; everything grows old and is forgotten under the power of time.

Aristotle

144 Hitler in Paris


143 I want you to be happy

I want you to be happy, laugh out loud, thrill to be alive, smile all the time, and if you think that this world won’t give you the things that you want: love, kids, a family, then I am gonna have to change the world ‘cause I will not have it change you!

You Should Meet my Son

142 A veces se me olvida

A veces se me olvida que esto es un sueño y qué en realidad cuando despierte estaré a tu lado.

pinchermoso

Source: https://twitter.com/pinchermoso/status/231230821950955520

141 El día que no haya gente

El día que no haya gente con más cosas que el máximo en las cajas rápidas de Walmart, ese día, habremos mejorado un poquito como sociedad.

jaec

Source: https://twitter.com/jaec/status/235452716191723520

140 Algunas veces existen personas

Algunas veces existen personas adecuadas en momentos equivocados.

Bieyka

Source: https://twitter.com/Bieyka/status/238794241973837824

139 Tower collapsing


138 It was over

It was over. I’d felt powerful, sexy and loved. Now, an empty plate sat where the chocolate cake had been. The loneliness crept back in.

VeryShortStory

137 I've been lost

I’ve been lost for so long that honestly I’m not even sure that I want to be found again.

That_Damn_Duck

136 2012 is OVER


135 The secret is to fall in love

The secret is to fall in love many times, but with the same person.

134 What makes you a man

What makes you a man is not the ability to make a child, it's the courage to raise one.

Barack Obama

133 Dead Island: Paradise


132 Dead Island Riptide Trailer


131 Aleppo burning


130 Stalingrad burning


129 Life is so uncertain

Life is so uncertain, that we ought to secure happiness while it is within our reach.

Alexandre Dumas

128 Some are born great

Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon ’em.

Shakespeare

127 Homs, Syria 2011-2014


126 Anxiety Hits


125 Happy Suit


124 Greetings from Grozny


123 Creating a Life


122 What's the most a single, average person can do?

What's the most a single, average person can do to help as many people as much as possible?

Consecrate your life to being the embodiment of your own highest ideals. The only thing that is consistent in your life is you. By making this thing, your 'self', as insightful, compassionate, useful, productive, loving, learned, determined . . .[virtue X] you guarantee that all events and relationships you engage in will have this positive aspect. You can't control things beyond yourself, you can only contribute. The quality of your contribution is directly proportional to the quality of your person. Any specific set of actions, philosophies, philanthropies, 'causes' or the like are impermanent and only useful in a proper context and application. Therefore identification with or association of these activities as 'the best' will simply prevent you from actually being in the moment and responding, you will be reacting to your own idealized mental landscape. Moreover your knowledge of the impact of your actions is severely limited. However we might be aware of the impact of our actions in ways we can understand the butterfly affect of causality extends far beyond our awareness. Furthermore ideas are viral in their spreading. If others observe in you the embodiment of ideals they value and they see the effects of this in and through your actions they too may be inspired to refine themselves. This refracts throughout society as we inspire each other to evolve ourselves. To have a more evolved society we need more developed people to create it. To facilitate the development of others we can only lead by example, share the notes of our own growth journey and support each other.

DrunkenMonkey42

Source: https://www.reddit.com/r/TrueAskReddit/comments/1zy161/whats_the_most_a_single_average_person_can_do_to/cfy06au/

121 We're all trash

We’re all trash, waiting to be thrown away.

Lotso, Toy Story 3

120 Guys, I have something to tell you


119 No puedo permitir seguir teniendo miedo


118 Happy Yet?

Happy yet?“ The Lorax scoffed, "You fill that hole deep down inside of you? Or do you still need more?

The Lorax

117 I wish I could tell her how wrong she was

My wife was struggling with depression for about 6 months. She attempted overdosing in December, but I found out and called an ambulance. Yesterday she jumped off the roof of our apartment building while I was out. I don’t know why I’m writing this. It might be to prevent others from doing this, but I think it is a more selfish desire to just say it
I found out yesterday that she stopped taking her medication for about 7-10 days because the side effects were unbearable. I don’t mean to diminish this, but I believe it was mostly in her head. She operated normally as far as I could tell, but was fixated on this idea. I noticed she got worse recently but I believed it was because she was putting pressure on herself to get back to work. I guess I was wrong.
She thought I would be better off without her. That the pain I was going through watching her was too much for me. I truly believe that when she jumped she was partially doing it to free me. I wish I could tell her how wrong she was.
Now I feel trapped. I don’t see a light at the end of the tunnel for myself but I also don’t see suicide as an option. How can I put my loved ones through what I’m now going through? I can only hope that the saying time heals all wounds is correct.



Source: http://www.reddit.com/r/depression/comments/21xo0q/my_wife_committed_suicide_yesterday/

116 Everybody is someone else's weirdo


115 You give up the world line by line

You give up the world line by line. Stoically. And then one day you realize that your courage is farcical. It doesn’t mean anything. You’ve become an accomplice in your own annihilation and there is nothing you can do about it. Everything you do closes a door somewhere ahead of you. And finally, there is only one door left.

Cormac McCarthy

114 Everything not saved


113 You're my sunshine


112 Why should I contribute?

Why should I contribute to making it harder for others to acknowledge their depression and seek help? I know what has held me back all these years. Would people think less of me? Would I seem to be tainted, reduced in their eyes, someone with an inner failing whom no one would want to hire or with whom no one would want to marry or have children? Would even friends start tip-toeing around my psyche? Would colleagues trust me with responsibility?

111 Last Minutes with ODEN


110 Mother crossing


109 The Lion and the Unfinished Temple


108 Bipolar


107 Paws


106 Death stroller


105 No happy endings

But there’s no happy endings, not here and not now. This tale is all sorrows and woes. You might dream that justice and peace win the day, but that’s not how the story goes…

(A series of unfortunate events, Netflix)

104 You're getting old

RandyYou don't get it, Sharon! You never have! And that's supposed to be my fault?!

SharonYes, it IS your fault, Randy, because you're a child!


RandyI'm sick of everything I do being so wrong, Sharon!


Sharon... You're 42 years old, Randy!


RandyI'm not dead yet Sharon, but you might be!


SharonOh is that what you think?! That I'm dead?!

You do this all the time! First you're obsessed with baseball fights! Then you need to play Warcraft! Then you gotta be a celebrity chef!

RandyWhy can't you ever just support me?!


SharonSupport what?! Another stupid dream of yours?!


RandyFace it Sharon, our son turned 10 and you feel old!


SharonWHAT does our son turning 10 have to do with you making the same mistakes again and again?!


RandyBecause I'm unhappy, okay?! I've been unhappy for a long time!


SharonI'm unhappy too. We both are, obviously. How much longer can we keep doing this? It's like, the same shit just happens over and over and, then in a week it just all resets until- it happens again. Every week it's kind of the same story in a different way but it, it just keeps getting more and more ridiculous.


RandyI don't know if I've changed or you have. I just feel like I might not have a whole lot of time left and... I want to enjoy it.


SharonI want to enjoy it too, but... I can't fake it anymore. You just seem kind of shitty to me.


RandyYou kind of seem shitty to me too.


SharonPeople get older, Randy. People grow apart.


[Landslide by Fleetwood Mac plays]

Wednesday, September 11, 2019

103 Do you still believe in love?

Tu pregunta me agarró fuera de lugar.

Respuesta corta: sí (?)
Respuesta larga: no sé

Creo en el poder de la compañía incondicional, en la intención de que a alguien le vaya bien, en hacer lo posible para que alguien esté bien.

Mi ex, antes de que fuera mi novio, era mi mejor amigo. Compartíamos casi todo, queríamos lo mejor para el otro, nos bastaba con estar presente con el otro para estar agusto. Si me preguntaras en el apogeo de la relación si lo amaba, sin duda que sí. Pero ya cerca del final no sé. Todavía ahora lo quiero mucho y espero poder re-establecer alguna relación con él. Vivimos muchas cosas buenas, malas y más importante, intermedias que me es difícil separar el amor de la costumbre.

Veo a mis papás y me queda claro que el amor existe. Ellos están el uno para el otro de maneras poco objetivas. Dejan todo por el otro. El amor debe existir, pero no sé en qué forma. Lo mismo para algunos amigos.

Mi psiquiatra dice que suelo sobre-analizar las cosas. Pensar demasiado en un tema al punto en que no llego a ninguna conclusión. Y sin duda tiene razón, al menos en parte. Ese es un gran problema que tengo – pensar y repensar al punto de la inacción.

Pero creo que más bien me gusta tener la mayor cantidad de información posible antes de tomar una postura. Y por supuesto que reconozco que puedo estar mal o, al menos, mal informado. Pero no me gusta decantarme por una u otra postura así nomás porque sí. Creo que es el ingeniero en mí: pensar, considerar, alimentar el modelo de análisis, interpretar los resultados y repetir (ad nauseam). Necesito pensar una respuesta más concreta antes de decirte qué pienso.

Ahorita no te puedo dar una respuesta, pero te puedo dar un divague (jaja). Pero debo agradecer la pregunta porque género muchas inquietudes que debo resolver en el tiempo.

- "Aún crees en el amor?"
- No… bueno, sí. O más bien no sé… te digo luego

Tuesday, September 10, 2019

102 the worst party of having a mental illness

The worst part of having a mental illness is people expect you to behave as if you DON'T.

Joker (2019)

101 It's like a panic attack

Stiles Stilinski: I'm fine. Yeah, aside from the not sleeping, the jumpiness, the constant overwhelming crushing fear that something terrible is about to happen.
Ms. Morell: It's called hyper vigilance. The persistent feeling of being under threat.
Stiles Stilinski: It's not just a feeling though. It's like it's a panic attack. You know, I can't even breathe.
Ms. Morell: Like you're drowning?
Stiles Stilinski: Yeah.
Ms. Morell: So, if you're drowning and you're trying to keep your mouth closed until that very last moment. But if you choose to not open your mouth, to not let the water in.
Stiles Stilinski: You do it anyway. It's a reflex.
Ms. Morell: But if you hold off until that reflex kicks in. You have more time, right?
Stiles Stilinski: Not much time.
Ms. Morell: But more time to fight your way to the surface.
Stiles Stilinski: I guess.
Ms. Morell: More time to be rescued.
Stiles Stilinski: More time to be in agonizing pain. Did you forget about the part where you feel like your head's exploding?
Ms. Morell: If it's about survival, isn't a little agony worth it?
Stiles Stilinski: What if it just gets worse. What if it's agony now and then... then it's just hell later on?
Ms. Morell: Then think about what Winston Churchill once said: If you're going through hell... keep going



Stiles Stilinski - Teen Wolf S02E11

100 I am turning down you

I am not turning down the money! I am turning down you! You get it? I want NOTHING to do with you! Ever since I met you, everything I ever cared about is gone! Ruined, turned to shit, dead, ever since I hooked up with the great Heisenberg! I have never been more alone! I HAVE NOTHING! NO ONE! ALRIGHT, IT'S ALL GONE, GET IT? No, no, no, why... why would you get it? What do you even care, as long as you get what you want, right? You don't give a shit about me! You said I was no good. I'm nothing! Why would you want me, huh? You said my meth is inferior, right? Right? Hey! You said my cook was GARBAGE! Hey, screw you, man! Screw you!


Jesse Pinkman - Breaking Bad S03E07

099 Hooray for me, because I'm a great guy?

Group Leader : We're not here to sit in judgement.

Jesse Pinkman : Why not? Why not? Maybe she's right. You know, maybe I should have put it in the paper. I should've done something different. The thing is, if you just do stuff and nothing happens... what's it all mean? What's the point? Oh, right, this whole thing is about self-acceptance.

Group Leader : Kicking the hell out of yourself doesn't give meaning to anything.

Jesse Pinkman : So, I should stop "judging" and accept? So, no matter what I do, hooray for me, because I'm a great guy? It's all good? No matter how many dogs I kill, I just, what, do an inventory and accept? I mean, you back your truck over your own kid and you, like, accept? What a load of crap!

Group Leader : Hey, Jesse, I know you're in pain...

Jesse Pinkman : No, you know what? Why I'm here in the first place... is to sell you meth. You're nothing to me but customers! I made you my bitch! You okay with that? huh? You accept?

Group Leader : No.

Jesse Pinkman : About time.



Breaking Bad S04E07 

098 I wish I knew how to quit you


Ennis Del Mar: I'm gonna tell you this one time, Jack fuckin' Twist, an' I ain't foolin'. What I don't know – all them things I don't know – could get you killed if I come to know them. I ain't jokin'.
Jack Twist: Yeah well try this one, and I'll say it just once!
Ennis Del Mar: Go ahead!
Jack Twist: Tell you what, we coulda had a good life together, fuckin' real good life! Had us a place of our own. But you didn't want it, Ennis! So what we got now is Brokeback Mountain! Everything's built on that, that's all we got boy, fuckin' all. So I hope you know that, if you don't never know the rest! You count the damn few times we have been together in nearly twenty years and you measure the short fucking leash you keep me on, and then you ask me about Mexico and tell me you'll kill me for needing somethin' I don't hardly never get. You have no idea how bad it gets! I'm not you... I can't make it on a coupla high-altitude fucks once or twice a year! You are too much for me Ennis, you son of a whoreson bitch... I wish I knew how to quit you.
Ennis Del Mar: Well why don't you? Why don't you just let me be, huh? Because of you, Jack, that I'm like this. I'm nothing... and nowhere.
Jack Twist: Ennis...
Ennis Del Mar: Get the fuck off me!
Jack Twist: Sorry... it's all right. Damn you, Ennis!
Ennis Del Mar: I can't stand it anymore, Jack!

Brokeback Moutain (2005)

Monday, September 9, 2019

097 I lived my whole life afraid

I lived my whole life afraid. Afraid of what would come next. Afraid of what I might leave behind. Don’t be. Be who you want to be. Be proud. And if you find someone worth holding on to, never, ever, let them go. Follow your own path, wherever that takes you.

Stanley Uris (Stephen King, IT)

096 Change is scary

Everyone has some memories they’re proud of than others, right? And maybe that’s why change is so scary. Because the things we wish we could leave behind. The whispers we wish we could silence. The nightmares we most want to wake up from. The memories we wish we could change. The secrets we feel like we have to keep, are the hardest to walk away from. The good stuff? The pictures in our mind that fade away the fastest? Those pieces of you it feels the easiest to lose. But maybe I don’t want to forget. Maybe that’s what today is all about. Forgetting, right?

Stanley Uris (Stephen King, IT)

095 A child blind from birth

A child blind from birth didn't even know he's blind until someone tells him. Even then he has only the most academic idea of what blindness is; only the formerly sighted have a real grip on the thing. Ben Hanscom had no sense of being lonely because he had never been anything but. If the condition had been new, or more localized, he might have understood, but loneliness both encompassed his life and overreached it.
Stephen King, IT

094 Maybe there aren't any such things as...

Maybe there aren't any such things as good friends or bad friends - maybe there are just friends, people who stand by you when you're hurt and who help you feel not so lonely. Maybe they're always worth being scared for, and hoping for, and living for. Maybe worth dying for too, if that's what has to be. No good friends. No bad friends. Only people you want, need to be with; people who build their houses in your heart.
Stephen King, IT

093 We lie best

We lie best when we lie to ourselves.

Stephen King, IT

092 You're braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.


Monday, August 26, 2019

088 A survivor from the wars in Bosnia Recounts his experience


087 We lie

“We lie to deceive ourselves, to console others, we lie for mercy, we lie to fight fear, to encourage ourselves, to hide our and somebody else's misery. We lie for love and honesty. We lie because of freedom. Lying is a trait of our patriotism and the proof of our innate intelligence. We lie creatively, imaginatively and inventively."

Dobrica Cosic
"Deobe"(Divisions) 1961

Sunday, August 4, 2019

083 On "fixing" a disability

Disabled dude speaking from personal experience.

The main thing is that when you grow up with a disability, your disability becomes intrinsically linked to your identity. You grow up very clearly different from your peers, and have to come to terms with it. Other people identify you as "the guy in the wheelchair" and "my disabled friend". You have trouble dealing with things other people don't, and the fact that you figure out how to deal with it anyway becomes a source of "inspiration" to others. Children point to you on the bus. Strangers walk up to you and call you cripple or midget to your face.

These things all hammer home that you're different. Every single day. So it becomes a part of you. It's a huge part of your identity. You are disabled. You are different. You form communities around it where you know you don't have to deal with the dumb bullshit of able-bodied folks.

You eventually stop being bitter and angry. You embrace it. After all, its a daily part of your life, it'd be stupid to reject it. You finally learn to love yourself. You are disabled. You are okay. There's nothing wrong with you.

You spend most of your early life trying to figure out how the fuck to deal with it and navigate life and be ok with yourself. So when someone gets their legs lengthened or whatever other procedure, it can feel like cheating. Like they cheated. Like... You had to go through all this fucking dog shit just to be ok, and they skipped it. They skipped all the hard parts.

And then you add to that the fact that socio-economic status and economic mobility for disabled people is absolutely fucking awful and that these life changing procedures, pretty much no matter the disability, are all hundreds of thousands of dollars and you have a recipe for bitterness and resentment.

It feels like...erasure. And some sort of weird eugenics adjacent...thing.

I personally have no issue with these types of procedures, but they should be free along with all other medical procedures and shit.

Source: https://www.reddit.com/r/IAmA/comments/clri9a/i_had_limb_lengthening_ama_about_my_extra_foot/evxj90d?context=3

Sunday, July 7, 2019

081 I don't want things to change

There's something I've been wanting to talk to you both about. I know this is a difficult conversation, but I care about you both very much. And I know that you care about each other very much. And that's why it's important that we set these boundaries moving forward, so we can build an environment where we all feel comfortable trusted and open to sharing our feelings. Feelings. Feelings. Jesus. The truth is, for so long, I'd forgotten what those even were. I've been stuck in one place, in a cave, you might say. A deep, dark cave. And then, I left some Eggos out in the woods, and you came into my life and for the first time in a long time, I started to feel things again. I started to feel happy. But, lately, I guess I've been feeling distant from you. Like you're you're pulling away from me or something. I miss playing board games every night, making triple-decker Eggo extravaganzas at sunrise, watching westerns together before we doze off. But I know you're getting older. Growing. Changing. And I guess if I'm being really honest, that's what scares me. I don't want things to change. So, I think maybe that's why I came in here, to try to maybe stop that change. To turn back the clock. To make things go back to how they were. But I know that's naive. It's just not how life works. It's moving. Always moving, whether you like it or not. And, yeah, sometimes it's painful. Sometimes it's sad. And sometimes it's surprising. Happy. So, you know what? Keep on growing up, kid. Don't let me stop you. Make mistakes, learn from 'em, and when life hurts you, because it will, remember the hurt. The hurt is good. It means you're out of that cave. But, please, if you don't mind, for the sake of your poor old dad, keep the door open three inches.

- Stranger Things S03E07

Wednesday, June 26, 2019

080 The Social Identity Theory

The Social Identity Theory

079 La gente muere

078 suicide scale

077 The Problem of Evil: Crash Course Philosophy

076 How Quacks and Cults Recruit Followers

075 Jon Stewart Goes Off on Congress Over 9_11 First Responders Fund

074 Eleven

Eleven

073 Her - This is Who I am Now

072 Her - "Why do I love you?"

071 Her - script

Her Script

070 Does Mom Know?

069 The Sink - SNL

068 the saddest people

I think the saddest people always try their hardest to make people happy because they know what it’s like to feel absolutely worthless and they don’t want anyone else to feel like that. Robin Williams

067 The death of a parent

066 Mi Primer Dia Sin Ti - Enanitos Verdes

065 How to actually help a grieving person

064 Grief is not five stages

Grief is not five stages. It is five thousand stages.

It is a worthless trip to the grocery store that you stop at because you don’t want to go home, but the thought of cooking reminds you of the last thing you made for your person. So you buy laundry soap and coffee filters and try to forget about mashed potatoes and mushroom gravy.

It is being mad at new things. New movies, new music, new things in your life. Mad because your person would have loved those things. Or hated them. You can hear them saying, “Let’s go see that.” or “That looks dumb.”

It is feeling like you’re drowning all the time. And being okay with it because you don’t have the heart to try not to drown.

It is the internal argument you have with yourself to throw the pills away. Do not chase the high that won’t actually help. You tell yourself that that is a rabbit hole you will not climb back out of so do not throw yourself down it headfirst. It’s not worth it, you tell yourself again and again.

It is being scared to change. Scared to become someone that they didn’t know.



It is being mad that you have this monumental, horrific reason to be mad. Mad at the tears that spring up when you least expect them. Mad that sometimes you forget, and then feeling guilty for forgetting.

It is seeing an ambulance and wanting to puke.

It is digging your heels in and willing time to stop because every day that passes puts you further from the last time you spoke to your person. The sun keeps setting though and it keeps rising and the days keep passing without your consent.

But grief is also love in one of it’s purest forms. It is unrelenting and strong and overwhelming a lot of the time. But it is realizing that you will always love who you love...and loving that. Realizing that no one can steal that love from you. That it won’t go away, or falter, and that you won’t forget.

It is holding onto the idea that you won’t always be drowning. That one day you will wake up and realize that your head is above water again, you might not be swimming yet but at least you’re treading water. One day you will swim again. Maybe not today, or tomorrow, or next week or next month..but someday.

It is learning to be someone new, someone that will be forever changed but still someone that your person would love.

It is throwing yourself at the good that makes you smile, the memories, the laughter, the love.

So grief is five thousand stages. Five thousand brutal stages. Some days will be miserable. Some days will be okay. Some days will be almost normal. It won’t be how it used to be, it will be different and new and hard.

But there is light down this path. Love yourself. Keep loving your person. There is life to be lived still, even on the days where it doesn’t seem like it.

Source: https://www.reddit.com/r/GriefSupport/comments/asvp6y/my_stages_of_grief/

063 My dog, the paradox

My dog, the paradox

Source: The Oatmeal

062 Love with nowhere to go

061 Grief is...

060 Something's missing

059 It’s not that I fell out of love with you. I fell out of love with me.

It’s not that I fell out of love with you. I fell out of love with me.I needed to end this because I haven’t felt like a whole person in a long time. I have this unhealthy dependency on you. I don’t know how to talk to people or form relationships with others. I feel anxious all the time. I can’t drink or smoke anymore because I haven’t had fun with these in awhile. I’m just anxious all the fucking time, sober or not. I don’t want you to fill in my emptiness. I want to be whole, and for you to be whole and then together kick fucking ass. But right now, I need to work on me. I need to be okay with me in order to be okay with a whole other person. In order for me to love you as you should be loved, the raw unabashed love, to be me with my “warts and all”, I need to love me, warts and all. I’m sorry. I need to be okay with me.

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058 How to Handle Getting Dumped Like a Pro

How to Handle Getting Dumped Like a Pro
Oh God, I feel your pain. I really do. Chances are if you are reading this, it's because you have recently experienced a breakup, and holy hell it sucks. Hi, I'm Emily, and I have a background in Psychology and Human Development. I am also currently experiencing the aftermath of getting dumped. Boo.

A long time ago, the reddit community helped me through one of the most painful break ups of my life, and I am forever grateful for the kind words and support I received after the fact. Since then, I have gained more experience and knowledge of the dating world, and been able to add to my ever expanding pool of perspective....not to mention reading every breakup self-help book there is. By the time this breakup happened, I already knew what to do, and it has made this tough process that much easier. I'd like to share it with you.

1. No contact. Immediately. I mean it.

No matter what kind of advice you receive on this subject, online, in books, from therapists, you will find that the one thing they ALL agree on is no contact, starting right from the moment you hear the words "I can't do this." That means no texts, no phone calls, no drunken phone calls, no facebook messages, no status commentary, No snapchats of you crying, NOTHING. I can't stress how important this is, and unfortunately it is the hardest part of all.

When somebody breaks up with you, no matter what bullshit reason they offered, it is because they don't want to be with you anymore. That means they don't want to hear from you either. Breaking up is a difficult, and anxiety-producing action for the person doing the dumping no matter what the remaining feelings, and afterwards you can bet they are going to want their space from you...plus some pretty solid reassurance that you aren't going to become a crazy psycho-stalker afterwards. That means not harassing him with your heartfelt paragraphs of what you are feeling at this very raw time, not "checking up on him", and not sending him sad face emoticons (I learned that never elicits a pleasing response a longggg time ago). He needs time to process, you need time to process, and every time you make a fool of yourself texting things you will most definitely regret later, the response you receive (or don't receive) will be like getting dumped all over again. You only need to hear it once, ok? You are at the beginning stages of removing what you thought was a permanent fixture from your life, and it now serves you no purpose to keep putting yourself in a position to get continuously rejected. If he wants to get in touch again, he will, and you can decide from there how to respond, but don't ever chase a man. Preserve your dignity and take some baby steps towards "out of sight, out of mind." It helps a lot in time.

In addition to saving yourself some unnecessary grief, you will also instantly become more mysterious, more powerful, in an area in which you feel like you have none. He broke up with you, he expects you to be upset. Why aren't you showing it? Why aren't you openly pining for him? What are you doing with your now open schedule? He may not ever say these things to you directly, but you can bet he will think them at some point. If nothing else, it makes you seem a little bit more attractive to your now ex, and gives him a nice little poke to the ego WHILE accelerating your healing. Please don't contact your ex. Do not give him the satisfaction of knowing that you are still openly available to him while he carries on doing whatever he wants. You are stronger than that.

2. Do not Stalk your Ex on Social Media

This is another one everybody involved with the subject agrees on, and for good, good reasons. Facebook, Twitter, Snapchat...all of these things are small, fake little cutouts of the big picture, but you will fail to see it that way when you're crying over his status update about how freaking happy he is with his bros at the bar. And you'll invent things in your mind based on what you're seeing, and that will make it suck so much harder.

Why on earth would you want to torture yourself looking at the old pictures, while watching him virtually move on? Delete the pictures, do not give him the chance to untag them all (he will. It will suck.) Unfollow his friends and family so you don't get to accidentally see him in a photo. Unfollow him. Obviously. I'd say unfriend, everybody says unfriend, but if you have enough self control to not look at his page, I say don't bother. If you are doing a good job at no contact he WILL get curious. He will look at your page eventually. Make sure it's full of you being positive, and you looking reallllll good....you want him to be able to see that. So quick....delete that sad song lyric off your status...nobody ever completely regretting dumping someone because the girl posted part of 'wrecking ball' with a crying face and a heart. You are a fabulous person with a great attitude....at least in the face of the general online public. And to him.

3. Give Up the Ghost

In order for this process to go as quickly as possible, (which could be weeks or months, it's different for everyone), and while doing all of your non-stalking and no-contacting, you need to accept that it is over. Some people reconcile, yes, but very,very few, and you must always view your situation as the rule, not the exception. You will seriously hinder your process if you cannot accept that what you had is finished. You will keep hope somewhere in your heart, in a place where it doesn't belong, and it is going to hurt just as bad, if not more, when that gets crushed too. It is so difficult to face yourself and your reality, to stand there in the mirror and say "He is not coming back. My life has changed. My future is undetermined." But the clearer you are with yourself, even in the throws of unrelenting grief, the faster your mind will begin to help you adjust to the new change, and the faster you will be able to get out of bed in the morning without being pissed that you woke up. You are strong, you are capable, you have the strength to be honest with yourself and begin your path to healing. Remove all hope, ye who yearns for reconciliation. Put all your hope into the thoughts of good things to come instead.

4. Understand What's Happening Inside your Mind

When healing a physical illness, the doctor must first understand what is happening inside your body to know how to fix it. In the case of a breakup, you are your own doctor, and I think it is imperative that you be aware of what's happening physically inside your mind to better help you understand your feelings and behaviors and begin to heal.

When we are in love or infatuation (the difference between the two is a whole different article) your brain is producing oxytocin, dopamine, and serotonin. These chemicals create those bonding, loving, and butterfly feelings you have when you're really into somebody...ESPECIALLY when you are physically intimate with them over a period of time. We are hard-wired to operate this way. Evolution theory says that the purpose of this is to keep partners together when inevitably raising children...it was easier to protect the young from predators and raise them to adulthood with two able-bodied humans on the same team. These primitive feelings and chemical releases are basic functions of our brains, and holy hell are they hard to remove once somebody bails.

The important thing to remember is that the production of these powerful chemicals, the resulting feelings of which you are projecting onto your former partner, will absolutely fade over time if given the appropriate chance. Every profile pic you stare at re-releases them in trace amounts, and every text you send to him couples those chemicals with adrenaline, a dangerous and hindering combination. So don't.do.it.

The really really tough part is that they play some pretty hardcore tricks on you when you are grieving. The oxytocin will make you crave the physical intimacy from him like a drug, and the dopamine will idealize the person in your mind....it will ask you to recall only the happy memories, only the things you loved about them, only the things that made you PERFECT for each other and what the hell is wrong with him, I just need to make him see how good we are together. Stop. Your own mind is trying to sabotage you. Force yourself to write down all the things you DON'T like about him, and make sure to review that list frequently. As the dopamine starts to loosen it's grip on you, that list will seem more and more valid. And guess what, it is.

So just remember, when you're in the middle of a really hard moment that you're not sure how to get through, it's just those pesky chemicals acting up again, and your body cannot physically maintain that level of escalation forever. They will begin to fade, it's basic science. I promise you.

5. He is Not the One, the Universe is Trying to Help You

"Ohhh but yes he is." Says your heart to me. "He is and we are perfect for each other and he just doesn't see it yet." No. Again, stop it. It's the chemicals talking, trying to make you miserable. He is not the one. The one will stay. You will never have to say "he just doesn't see it yet" about the one. The one always sees. The one would never make you feel the way you do right now. You couldn't see that, You couldn't stop idealizing him enough to recognize what the relationship lacked, but the one who dumped you saw for you, thank god. Painful as it is, hard as it may be to live in the wide open and undetermined future, you are being slowly moved along to what should be. You must get through and past this to get to the greater good. And you can. And you will. It is not a choice. And one day, you will wake up next to the person who will stay, who will think it's absolutely mind blowing that this idiot gave you up, and who could have never come to you if you didn't take every step necessary to begin again. Remind yourself through this process that he was not right for you, because otherwise, you would still be together. This debilitating heartache will one day become a distant memory, and you will be happy again. You can do it.

6. A Public Run In

I sincerely hope you are not trying to run into him purposefully, because that violates all no contact, no stalking rules, but if you do happen to see him at the bar, at a restaurant, on the street, etc., you say "hi how are you" (as a statement, not a question), and you reply "great thanks" when he says the same, and then you get the hell out of there. I have had a few occasions in the now very distant past, where I ran into an ex, drunk and sad, and made an absolute ass of myself because I just couldn't tear myself away. We get these fantasy thoughts in our head, like, well he saw me and I look fabulous and he must feel the same way I do about seeing him because all my feelings came flooding back when I looked at his face and he'll come over and confess his undying love soon blah blah blah. But of the times this has happened to me, this fantasy scenario has never occured. Because this person broke up with me and he doesn't feel that way. And men don't operate that way in public anyway, even if they do have leftover feelings. So, I'd get drunker, and more desperate, and at the end of the night would be crying and hanging off of him while his friends tried to pry me off. True story, horrifyingly embarrassing. Not cute at all....please don't let it happen to you. It is not attractive or classy. If you want to do this like a pro, you've got to be real casual, and then you've got to disappear. You are a mysterious enigma...you don't stroke his dumper ego by sticking around and waiting for his attention. The time I finally gained enough experience to do this, I got a text an hour later, "seeing you blew my mind. You look amazing. Where did you go?" It was such a challenge to drag myself right out the door when I saw him there...it's all I thought about. But I'm glad I did, because you know what? I win. You can too.

7. You Are Awesome. Even if You Can't See it Now

Just the fact that you are reading this article, feeling how you are feeling, already proves that you are a caring person, capable of love and affection for another. That is an amazing thing! You gave your heart and your all to somebody, and those untangible items don't just return to you overnight. It takes time, it takes a little bit of self control (ok, alot to not stalk facebook), and it takes letting the grief flow through and out of you until it's gone, no matter how long that takes. Allow yourself your sadness when you feel it, tears release stress hormones and it is emotionally cleansing. It's ok to have these moments, it's ok to feel sad for awhile. You are releasing someone's grip from your heart. It hurts! Say to it, hello sadness. Here you are again. Come do what you must, but please don't stay too long.

Getting dumped is unarguably one of the most difficult human experiences one can have. Along with mourning the loss of physical and emotional intimacy with someone you saw a future with, your self-worth and esteem get wiped out. Your ego is bruised and your heart is so broken that you don't feel like you'll ever be yourself again. It's lonely, and it's exhausting. But it is something pretty much all of us go through at one time or another, and you are not alone. At any given time, there are millions out there who are going through exactly what you are at this time, and can relate to you better than you could ever imagine. I'm one of them. But it's up to you how you deal with this, what steps you take.

You are open now to learn how to fully and completely find ways to love yourself, so that the next person doesn't complete you or fill your voids, but instead positively adds his whole self to your whole self. You don't need no man, you need to heal, and then you need to love you so somebody else can. It is all part of the roller coaster human experience. You.Can.Get.Through.This.

Love, Emily

Source: https://www.reddit.com/r/BreakUp/comments/36fvkd/how_to_handle_getting_dumped_like_a_pro/