As many of you know, I have a background as a chemistry teacher. I’ve come to realize that much of what I teach my students applies not only to what goes on in the classroom, but in life also. It’s not as crazy as it sounds. You see, technically, chemistry is the study of matter, but I prefer to see it as the study of change: Electrons change their energy levels. Molecules change their bonds. Elements combine and change into compounds. But that’s all of life, right? It’s the constant, it’s the cycle. It’s solution, dissolution. Just over and over and over. It is growth, then decay, then transformation. It’s fascinating really. It’s a shame so many of us never take time to consider its implications.
I spent the last 24 hours trying to figure out what my password was because some asshole logged me out.
Does anyone else ever wonder how everyone copes with this shit world we live in?
Like after seeing all the crap how do you find the will to just keep on living around it?
So my Dad’s laying in a casket and I can’t even face him. I can’t look at him because I can’t cry. I can’t cry because… I can’t. I’m a coward. I’m weak. We never had the best relationship, but this was my Dad. And I can’t even look into that damn casket. It’s sitting there and he’s laying in it and I can see the tips of his signature hat. All these people who knew him are looking, crying, facing him and I’m sat outside the door looking in and wondering where the hell on my face are the feelings that are tearing me up inside.
What’s worse is that all anyone has to offer are these “words of wisdom” and religious bullcrap that I don’t even believe in. But who am I to shoot their attempts down? It’s not their fault. Jeezus, he wasn’t even a good dad, but damnit he was my dad. Emotionally and physically no one was consistent in being in my life, but my dad got the physical part partially right and that was more than anyone else. I never thought I’d miss him so much or regret my lack of a relationship with him. I mean I knew. He had cancer for shit’s sake. I fucking knew this would happen, but I’m weak and pathetic and ranting here where no one can watch me cry and cower in my own shame.
I just learned that one of my friends has not watched or read any of the Harry Potter movies or books. I am ashamed of him.
i tried to trap the repo man by moving him in my sim’s pool, but he just swam through the floorboards and right out the door…
every time you watch this count down, someone else has killed themselves thanks to how society has made us