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I have no idea how it has gotten to the point where you won't even talk to me anymore. I think about it every day, and it kills me every time.

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It’s hard not to call 2017 the worst year of my life. Nothing of import has happened but that’s partly the problem - I feel significantly worse than I did last year, and there’s no rational reason for it. I don’t wanna be totally depressing in my venting session so I will talk about a positive point. Music - fuck, there have been so many bands and artists that have put out amazing, sympathetic music that have guided me day to day. With specific shout-outs to Movements and Julien Baker - thank you, so fucking much, for speaking about depression and mental health so sympathetically and unapologetically in your music. The music has bounced around my head endlessly, guiding me through many a sleepless night. It helps. Seriously. 

I will share one video that I hope at least one or two of the 30 people who follow me might turn on and watch - It’s the Julien Baker’s NPR Tiny Desk Concert. She and her music seriously move me - from the content of the lyrics, to ringing of the guitar reverbs, to her sincere, self-aware commentary - “thank you for your courteous laughter.” It’s only thirteen minutes, please listen - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tADWPTqR_4A

Even right now, as I sit here writing this, Julien’s voice echoes through the room... “Maybe it’s gonna turn out alright / I know that it’s not / But I have to believe that it is”

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Victory is such a lonely word, but I have built my father’s house and I refuse to breathe the breath of failure

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A diagram of faulty circuitry Explains how I was made And now the engineer is listening As I voice all my complaints From an orchestra of shaking metal keeping me awake: “I was just wondering if there's any way that you made a mistake” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tz4771j2W_E

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my heart hurts and it’s all my fault

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I am not the chains that bind me;

I am free 

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We must wilt away if we wish to someday grow 

But I've wilted and waned over and over

The soil is as far as I can go 

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Basement | Boston, MA | May 1st, 2016

By: John ‘Jack’ Hutchings (Bostonflavor)

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I wish we were on speaking terms. 

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These laces are untied,

But my feet are still walking away.

“The Ponytail Parades” - Emery from The Weak’s End