I feel like I’m always holding back when it comes to self expression in any form because I feel like the circumstances always need to be perfect. Is the blog audience appropriate enough, do you know what you are talking about enough, do people want to listen enough, are you really that exciting enough? Enough with the enoughs, at the end of the day I don’t even really care about these things. At the end of the day the majority of the joy in this will be in the writing and creating, and in the years later looking it over and laughing. It really isn’t about those other things. Say people do end up liking what I have posted? Well ya know we can cross that bridge when we get there sort of thing. Hiking, social working; it may not be everybody’s thing but they’re my things and that’s entirely okay. Another enough question that did just float by is: “is this private enough?”. Well that enough needs to be considered.
“I say that publicly because I think it’s really important to take the stigma away from mental health. … My brain and my heart are really important to me. I don’t know why I wouldn’t seek help to have those things be as healthy as my teeth. I go to the dentist. So why wouldn’t I go to a shrink?”
Silverton, Colorado - August 1981 by Larry Syverson Via Flickr: I drove Colorado’s ‘million dollar highway’ from Durango to Silverson and Quary in August 1981. Being a flat-lander, the highway was very scary. A couple of times I wanted to turn around and go back. Fortunately, I didn’t. Silverton, Colorado in August 1981. It was worth the drive up!
I know you'll help us
When you're
Feeling better and we realize
That it might not be for a long, long time
But we're willing to wait on you
We believe in everything that you can do
If you could only lay down your mind
I want you to try to help yourself
Take the time to take apart
Each brick that sits outside your heart
And look around you
There's people everywhere
No they don't always show
They're just as scared
And we'd be more prepared
If we pulled on through
I want you to try to help yourself
Oceans of water underneath our feet
Terrible design
Dusty rooms you cannot sweep
Clouding up your mind
I know you'll help us when you're
Feeling better
And we realize that it might not be
For a long, long time
But we, we lend the weight on you
We believe in everything that you can do
If you could only lay down your mind
I want you to try to help yourself
Sad Brad Smith - Help Yourself
30. she|her|hers. montrose, colorado, or the side of the state no one knows about. originally from washington dc social worker, obsessed with my dog, mountains....
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