The death of Robin Williams brings to mind the story of the patient who tells his doctor he is depressed, feels lonely and anxious.
"Do you know the best thing you can do?" says the doctor. "Go to the circus and watch the great clown. He will make you laugh and you’ll feel much better."
The man bursts into tears. “But doctor,” he says. “I am the clown.”
do you remember the first time you were called annoying?
how your breath stopped short in your chest
the way the light drained from your eyes, though you knew your cheeks were ablaze
the way your throat tightened as you tried to form an argument that got lost on your tongue.
your eyes never left the floor that day.
you were 13.
you’re 20 now, and i still see the light fade from your eyes when you talk about your interests for “too long,”
apologies littering every other sentence,
words trailing off a cliff you haven’t jumped from in 7 years.
i could listen to you forever, though i know speaking for more than 3 uninterrupted minutes makes you anxious.
all i want you to know is that you deserve to be heard
for 3 minutes
for 10 minutes
for 2 hours
there will be people who cannot handle your grace, your beauty, your wisdom, your heart;
mostly because they can’t handle their own.
but you will never be
and have never been
"this started as something completely different, but everything comes back to you, doesn’t it?" - tyler ford (via tylerthelatteboy)
Criminal Minds (via autodestruct)
The thing about reality is that it’s still there waiting for you the next morning.
- me: *sees a bug in my house*
- me: alright little homie its ok we all make mistakes, you do you, just keep a respectful distance
- bug: *flies at my face*
- me: first of all how dare you