I’d really rather just go to sleep. Nothing good happened to me today, and thinking about that fact just makes me feel worse about not being able to come up with anything.
And it would be interesting. The two of them are good enough to pull off a switch like that wonderfully, I don’t doubt.
Nothing is quite as relaxing as a good game of Skyrim
My horse is on fire
the really funny thing about it is that Benedict’s gonna be playing Richard III in a whole other production, like did they just coordinate their roles or something, wtf man
There was anxiety. Always.
it sucked some more.
I tried to study and I couldn’t.
I worked some more.
It sucked some more.
Then my mom was in the hospital all alone for two days while I was freaking out here and not visiting her like I should have been.
Then I still couldn’t study.
and then everything sucked some more.
And now I’m here and I still want to die. And there’s still anxiety. And everything still continues to suck.
That’s about it.
You guys know I fostered a seeing-eye puppy who is now grown up and in active duty.
The (semi) blind man who she was assigned to has a facebook account
And I follow him
And he’s always posting pictures of her, because he’s crazy about her- how can he not be
Every time I see a new photo it makes me happy, really, to know she’s adored and cared for. But at the same time, my heart dies a little.
Things that just aren’t okay:
My mother had a fainting spell a few days ago. My sister was there and phoned an ambulance immediately. It happened about five minutes after she ordered a Pizza. And you know what?
The pizza arrived before the ambulance.
It took twenty minutes to arrive- and it was an intensive care unit (they always send those in suspected cardiac events)
It then took another twenty minutes to take her to a hospital (which is in another city)
Thankfully it seems she’ll be okay, it wasn’t a cardiac event. If that had been an actual acute MI, or god forbid a brain stroke, do you know what that does to her chances?
Well I do. Because it took longer than that when we were waiting for an ambulance for my dad, and no, he didn’t make it. Because 20 minutes, or 45 minutes, is just not an acceptable response time for an ambulance
And that response time angers me so much. It kills people. It killed my dad, all those years ago, and nothing’s changed.
and you know why that’s the case? Because nobody gives a shit about the small towns that aren’t in the Tel Aviv area. Because there are two ambulances that serve three towns. Because if you’re from the south, or from the north, you don’t count in this country.
Actually pot is a very reasonable way to cope w/ anxiety disorder. http://www.healthcentral.com/anxiety/c/84292/149300/marijuana-anxiety/ So don’t let anyone make you feel guilty.
Anxiety, maybe. Depression, not so much. Though I know it can be used to treat severe depression in certain cases, I’ve heard of it, it’s problematic cause it tends to make the ‘lows’ depression worse for some people. And honestly I don’t know how it’ll interact with the new meds, if at all. But if I have to choose between the two, I’ll take depression right now. At least THAT I know how to live with.
Seriously though, if Alaa doesn’t get me the pot he promised by this time tomorrow, I’m probably not going to make it through the weekend.
This anxiety’s eating me from inside out, and the worrying about my mom doesn’t help, and just… I need something to calm me down. I can’t even drink with this new medication because the alcohol makes me feel bad. It’s just hell.
Sherlock AU: What if Moriarty’s bomb at the pool exploded? Whilst Sherlock miraculously survives, the same can’t be said for John.
TIME The 100 most influential people - Benedict Cumberbatch By Colin Firth
The alarmingly talented English starWhen I was about 25 years old, I worked with two very good actors. The encounters were brief, but I’ve remembered them both with great admiration. Wanda Ventham and Timothy Carlton both embodied qualities which one is fogyishly tempted to look at with nostalgia. Along with very considerable talent, they had elegance, glamor, wit, kindness and decency.
I didn’t know at the time that they were married or that they had a son of about 10 who was quietly gestating all the same attributes. And now, 30 years later, the boy has been let loose. He has taken the form of Benedict Cumberbatch.
His parents’ qualities are on rampant display. It’s rare to the point of outlandish to find so many variables in one actor, including features which ought to be incompatible: vulnerability, a sense of danger, a clear intellect, honesty, courage — and a rather alarming energy. I take no pleasure in feeling humbled, but there’s no getting around it.
He must be stopped.
Benedict’s name on the cover pic.twitter.com/003OuDk10a
God, I am so proud of him… And Colin Firth is wonderful, what a beautiful praising….