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Depression is humiliating. It turns intelligent, kind people into zombies who can’t wash a dish or change their socks. It affects the ability to think clearly, to feel anything, to ascribe value to your children, your lifelong passions, your relative good fortune. It scoops out your normal healthy ability to cope with bad days and bad news, and replaces it with an unrecognizable sludge that finds no pleasure, no delight, no point in anything outside of bed. You alienate your friends because you can’t comport yourself socially, you risk your job because you can’t concentrate, you live in moderate squalor because you have no energy to stand up, let alone take out the garbage. You become pathetic and you know it. And you have no capacity to stop the downward plunge. You have no perspective, no emotional reserves, no faith that it will get better. So you feel guilty and ashamed of your inability to deal with life like a regular human, which exacerbates the depression and the isolation. If you’ve never been depressed, thank your lucky stars and back off the folks who take a pill so they can make eye contact with the grocery store cashier. No one on earth would choose the nightmare of depression over an averagely turbulent normal life. It’s not an incapacity to cope with day to day living in the modern world. It’s an incapacity to function. At all. If you and your loved ones have been spared, every blessing to you. If depression has taken root in you or your loved ones, every blessing to you, too. No one chooses it. No one deserves it. It runs in families, it ruins families. You cannot imagine what it takes to feign normalcy, to show up to work, to make a dentist appointment, to pay bills, to walk your dog, to return library books on time, to keep enough toilet paper on hand, when you are exerting most of your capacity on trying not to kill yourself. Depression is real. Just because you’ve never had it doesn’t make it imaginary. Compassion is also real. And a depressed person may cling desperately to it until they are out of the woods and they may remember your compassion for the rest of their lives as a force greater than their depression. Have a heart. Judge not lest ye be judged.

EVERYONE NEEDS TO READ THIS.

Depression is not a synonym for being sad or having a bad day/bad week.

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snakknorsk:

The Hardanger Fiddle 

Or “Hardangerfele” in Norwegian is a type of fiddle unique to Norway, specifically from the Hardanger region. It is very similar to a violin, but has thinner wood and eight or nine strings instead of just four. The four main ones are played and the extra ones, which are set right beneath the other strings, hum and vibrate producing an echo like sound.

It is commonly used for Norwegian folk music. 

brigwife:

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fawkeshound:

scruffythegodofthunder:

the-merry-rochesterian:

Fangirl Challenge: Favorite Actresses {6/10}

———► Dame Maggie Smith

Dame Maggie Smith is flawless.

christ I saw this post and I thought I was going to scroll down and see RIP

she shall never die

SAME I WAS SO SCARED OF SCROLLING ALL THE WAY DOWN OMG

DON’T SCARE ME LIKE THAT

dreadpiratekhan:


A Swedish woman hitting a neo-Nazi protester with her handbag. The woman was reportedly a concentration camp survivor. [1985]

Volunteers learn how to fight fires at Pearl Harbor [c. 1941 - 1945]

A 106-year old Armenian woman protecting her home with an AK-47. [1990]

Komako Kimura, a prominent Japanese suffragist at a march in New York. [October 23, 1917]

Erika, a 15-year-old Hungarian fighter who fought for freedom against the Soviet Union. [October 1956]

Sarla Thakral, 21 years old, the first Indian woman to earn a pilot license. [1936]

Voting activist Annie Lumpkins at the Little Rock city jail. [1961]  

(freakin’ immaculate)

Source with more wonderful photos

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Oops, I lied when I said no more posting about this! Looks like public sales for the Moon Crisis show have just gone up!

If you’re interested in either piece they’re up for sale here:
Vision of the Moon - Fight
Vision of the Moon - Love

They’re both 13”x19” archival print on stretched canvas. Found a pic someone snapped of them at the show (excuse the angle)! If interested or know anyone interested, please have a look and spread the word, and check out all the other cool art still for sale there! There’s a lot of super cool pieces still left!

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