Love. Pride. Positivity.
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APPARENTLY PEOPLE NOT USING THE CROSSWALK TO CROSS THE ROAD BY MY SCHOOL HAS BEEN A PROBLEM RECENTLY SO THE SCHOOL SHOWED THIS THIS MORNING ICAN T BREATHE
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
/SCREAMING
oh god I thought it was going to be some messed-up graphic cautionary thing like they show of accidents in drivers’ ed
i’m so glad this went in a completely unexpected direction
-Beliving that none of your friends actually want to be your friend and they hate being near you
-Hating normal things because they were used to mock you
-Having to seek constant validation for your existance
-Remembering particular insults you’ve been called for years and will probably never forget them
-Beliving you’re too ugly for anyone to ever love
-Not wanting to go to a new school/further education because you know the same thing will happen there
-Having your parents tell you that you’re only being ‘teased’
-Having people wash their hands in disgust if they accidentally touch you.
Remember, you don’t have to feel all of these to understand
-Having people say you like someone as a way to gross that someone out -Never quite trusting anyone. -Having people ask you out as a dare -”They’re only making fun of you ‘cause they’re jealous!” -”He’s only mean to you ‘cause he’s got a crush on you!” -Having to deal with bullshit ‘zero tolerance’ policies
-”hey, my friend thinks you’re cute!”
This. I dealt with almost all of this bullshit all my life and it still haunts me today…
-being unable to process genuine acceptance and compliments when you finally get them -fear emotional intimacy will result in betrayal
-telling a teacher and all of you getting in trouble even though YOU were the one coming into the office crying and having a panic attack at the thought of going to class with these monsters
- becoming super possessive and paranoid over your belongings because of people stealing or moving your stuff around when you aren’t looking
-you have ‘germs’ or ‘cooties’ or ‘scabies’ and nobody will even touch you or anything you’ve touched
-being asked completely inappropriate questions as a joke and not knowing how to respond because your social skills are fucked up from being so socially isolated so you say something stupid and they laugh at you even more, causing a lifelong habit of ‘keeping your fucking stupid mouth shut’
-developing unhealthy friendships with people you’re incompatible with because your friend choices are so limited
-growing up with a mix of ‘amazing loyal friends’ and ‘abusive fucker friends’ and feeling equally dependent on both because they were all you had
-nice kids being bullied just for hanging out with you causing you to grow up feeling insanely guilty about it because they’re miserable and it’s ‘all your fault’
-feeling like a your a show and singled out for everyones entertainment -feeling fake or unreal because you are so different -Unsure if this person just has trouble introducing themselves or if they are being sarcastic and calling you their friend to make others laugh
i remember back in first grade my school did this thing every year called a readathon where everyone wore pajamas to school and we had blankets and pillows and we built little nests on the floor and literally did nothing but read all day with periodical hot chocolate breaks and it was ENFORCED that everyone had to read the whole time i think i just defined paradise
Can we instill this in like high school and colleges once a week at the very least. Please?
A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.
The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles roll
ed into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full.. The students responded with a unanimous ‘yes.’
The professor then produced two Beers from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand.The students laughed..
‘Now,’ said the professor as the laughter subsided, ‘I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things—-your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favorite passions—-and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house and your car.. The sand is everything else—-the small stuff.
‘If you put the sand into the jar first,’ he continued, ‘there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life.
If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you.
Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.
Spend time with your children. Spend time with your parents. Visit with grandparents. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and mow the lawn.
Take care of the golf balls first—-the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.
One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the Beer represented. The professor smiled and said, ‘I’m glad you asked.’ The Beer just shows you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of Beers with a friend.
