Are you okay?
Apparently it's an Australian thing, but today here is R U OK? day. It's a campaign that's been started up to raise awareness for depression and suicide prevention, simply by asking the question 'are you okay?'; and if my facebook feed is anything to go by, it's been a success.
So I thought I'd take today to ask you all if there's anything on your minds that you want to talk about. Or even if there isn't anything in particular, never feel uncomfortable in reaching out to me for a chat. I love each and every one of my LJ friends, and care about you all very dearly. Any day of the year, I am always here to listen, even if we haven't talked for a while. Over the years the friends I've made on LJ have always been there for me when times were rough, and I thank you so, so much for that. I love you guys. ♥
And lo and behold, the first thing I wake up to this morning is a facebook message from a person I know through student theatre, asking me if I'm okay. I know I'm not, and I know why I'm not, and I also know that soon I will be okay again, but there's no way she could have known that. It was not without a pang of guilt that I read that message, because (as you've probably gathered) the internet is my place to vent, and I'm not always clear in what it is that's troubling me, and they're not always filled with the optimism I usually have. I feel bad for making people I care for worry, and it made me wonder why I vent to the internet in the first place, knowing they could be read by people who know me. I suppose, subconsciously, it's a cry for help. I never thought of it that way, and yet writing in a diary does not have the same cathartic effect. Hm.
Seeing everyone's posts asking 'are you okay?' today made me feel pretty emotional. It's tough right now, not only with the crap that I'm going through- very soon marks the one year anniversary of the death of a well-loved student theatre member, who was lost to suicide. I didn't know him well, but my friends around me were all affected very much, and still are. It's a matter that's close to our hearts, and I know that when they ask 'are you okay?' they truly mean it. I'm so thankful to have the people in my life that I do. I know I'll pull through because of them.
To other things, I have once again left study a little too late to feel completely comfortable, but I should be fine. I have my tutorial presentation on Metamorphosis tomorrow, which I'm hoping will actually be fun, as I think I have a fairly good grasp on the book. We shall see. ALSO, POTTERMORE IS AMAZING. I spent too long on it today. I made a potion and traveled to the end of the book. It was fun. But now, back to work! xx
So I thought I'd take today to ask you all if there's anything on your minds that you want to talk about. Or even if there isn't anything in particular, never feel uncomfortable in reaching out to me for a chat. I love each and every one of my LJ friends, and care about you all very dearly. Any day of the year, I am always here to listen, even if we haven't talked for a while. Over the years the friends I've made on LJ have always been there for me when times were rough, and I thank you so, so much for that. I love you guys. ♥
And lo and behold, the first thing I wake up to this morning is a facebook message from a person I know through student theatre, asking me if I'm okay. I know I'm not, and I know why I'm not, and I also know that soon I will be okay again, but there's no way she could have known that. It was not without a pang of guilt that I read that message, because (as you've probably gathered) the internet is my place to vent, and I'm not always clear in what it is that's troubling me, and they're not always filled with the optimism I usually have. I feel bad for making people I care for worry, and it made me wonder why I vent to the internet in the first place, knowing they could be read by people who know me. I suppose, subconsciously, it's a cry for help. I never thought of it that way, and yet writing in a diary does not have the same cathartic effect. Hm.
Seeing everyone's posts asking 'are you okay?' today made me feel pretty emotional. It's tough right now, not only with the crap that I'm going through- very soon marks the one year anniversary of the death of a well-loved student theatre member, who was lost to suicide. I didn't know him well, but my friends around me were all affected very much, and still are. It's a matter that's close to our hearts, and I know that when they ask 'are you okay?' they truly mean it. I'm so thankful to have the people in my life that I do. I know I'll pull through because of them.
To other things, I have once again left study a little too late to feel completely comfortable, but I should be fine. I have my tutorial presentation on Metamorphosis tomorrow, which I'm hoping will actually be fun, as I think I have a fairly good grasp on the book. We shall see. ALSO, POTTERMORE IS AMAZING. I spent too long on it today. I made a potion and traveled to the end of the book. It was fun. But now, back to work! xx