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Ned Vizzini, It’s kind of a Funny Story (via highanxietiessupport)
lunar-indigo-child asked: Hank! How do you deal with stress? I am in advanced classes and I know I am smart enough for them just sometimes I feel like collapsing under stress. I have so much stress and I wish I had a better way to deal with it. Any advice?
Somehow I ended up the sort of person who deals with stress by dealing with the thing that causes the stress. This works extremely well except in cases when you can’t figure out a way to deal with the thing…in which case, you can’t deal with it.
In that case I think about how the galaxy has 300 billion stars and I’m just one guy on one planet around one of those stars and, like, what’s the worst that can happen really?
To know that I’m just not taking up space, breathing but not living.
Here but not here.
Pouring my being into ambrosia instead of having it just sit, this viscous liquid searching desperately for the emptiness in others’ full cups.
I wish that I could write again. To have new words instead of the feathers that have already fallen from the dampened sky.
To be lost in something other than my sorry self.
What is it like to forget?
Time decays and yet I am still sitting unmoved.
Hapless misery. Happiness is in the power of the beholder.
Determination to be in this twisted fantasy state of safety. I know nothing else.
OH MY GOD STOP IT
GET A LIFE
PRETENDING YOU HAVE PROBLEMS
NARCISSISM IN THE MILLENNIAL GENERATION
YOU HAVE IT
GET OVER IT
AND DO SOMETHING FOR OTHER PEOPLE FOR ONCE IN YOUR SORRY LIFE
STOP THINKING ABOUT YOURSELF
AND IT ALL WILL FADE AWAY
Butterflies grazing in their endless dreams
Of paperless lead. Pixilate through the
Empty fists, yet lingering in the seamless