It would be easy to turn to drugs and alcohol to numb the pain and sense of hopelessness sometimes but I don’t want to take the easy way out and I don’t want to be anybody but me. My intense depth of feeling, the sense of foreloreness, the ups and downs, they’re all me and I don’t want to be anyone else but me for as long as I live.
I never want to become numb, I never want to become desensitized or apathetic, I always want to have the capacity to feel hurt and sadness and shock at bad things, I never want these things to be so normal that I don’t feel anything anymore!
In eastern Nepal a bridegroom will sometimes be adorned with jewelry for the wedding. This Gurung groom wears his grandmother’s old-fashioned silver necklace and red glass beads.
Scanned from the book The Jewelry of Nepal, Hannelore Gabriel
practicing radical acceptance about the fact that I’m always gonna be weird and awkward and a little difficult to be around. it’s okayyyy to be weird as hell
My mother is sick, and every day without support makes her life even more at risk. She needs a new heart device that costs $35,000, and her monthly treatment is $1,400.
Every moment of your silence is a scream of pain no one hears.
There is no time left to wait. Every share, every post, every donation can mean the difference between life and disappearance. Be the hope we no longer have.
