Suicide is the most selfish act
A person can commit.
When Ned Vizzini killed himself
I wanted to resuscitate him
And shake him by the shoulders.
I wanted to scream
Fuck you for leaving us like this,”
In his face
I gave his book to my friends
When they said they wanted to jump
Off buildings so high
They wouldn’t even feel
Hitting the pavement.
And I bet he didn’t
When he decided
To climb to the roof of that building
And launch himself off the top.
I used to prescribe his words
Like modern medicine.
But how can I continue to offer someone
The paperbacked best selling
Of a hypocrite?
We needed you,”
Rattles around my brain
Like an animal in a cage.
And then I realize
I never sent him a note,
A thank you.
I always meant to.
Maybe it wouldn’t have changed his mind,
But I still should have made the time to send
Who deserved it.
I realized then
I can’t be angry at a man
I’ve never met
For his sadness getting the best of him."
Ned Vizzini by Colleen Michele (thatstoomainstream)
if you choose to recover you will have make the same decision over and over, again and again. you will have to fight for it with every fibre of your being. fight for it when it feels like you can’t take any more, when you feel so sad its hard to breathe.
you will have to fight even harder when your body starts to change, when it no longer matches what is going on in your mind, when you just want everything to stop.
Weight loss is a side effect of anorexia. It is not the sole problem.
Weight gain is a side effect of recovery. It is not the sole solution.
Eating disorders are mental illnesses, not weight disorders.
Remember that and you’ll be just fine ;)
Do not call me Weak
Because I am a woman.
I wake up each morning
To the roar of Opression.
Its mocking laugh tells me
That I am rising to another day
Of being treated
Second rate, yet I
Have it so much better,
Than millions of other women
Around the world.
You call this equality?
And when I walk to work
More often than not I must
Ignore the leering comments thrown
Across the street,
The “it was only a compliment”s and
“I was only being nice”s
That humiliate me.
I do not exist for your approval.
And when I return home
I am expected to go to bed each night
Knowing that for all my hard work
That day, my male counterparts
Will get more, at the
End of the month.
And I am expected to be
Okay with that, because
Surely, if you think
I am weak, then you have not
Seen how I, and millions of
Women every year, change
Our bodies forever, to make a home for
A whole, human life, then go through
Anguish, torture, even possible
Death, for you. For life.
Getting kicked in the groin is nothing.
So next time you choose to
Call a woman weak, simply because
She is a woman, let me ask you.
What reason do you have to
Believe, that you are
Stronger, simply because
You are a man?
— We Are Not Weak. (via rediscovering-my-happiness)