#saturdaynight #vfl #NV #fam #baes (at Downtown Knoxville Tn)
#baefuhdays #instadaily #birthdayboy (at Good Will Store)
Happy 18th birthday to my best friend, above all. We’ve both been waiting for the day, and it’s finally here. Right on, man. I should hope that I get to celebrate this day a thousand and one more times by your side. I love you, Chris! Happy birthday partner.
Other people are not medicine.
If someone were to die at the age of 63 after a lifelong battle with MS or Sickle Cell, we’d all say they were a “fighter” or an “inspiration.” But when someone dies after a lifelong battle with severe mental illness and drug addiction, we say it was a tragedy and tell everyone “don’t be like him, please seek help.” That’s bullshit. Robin Williams sought help his entire life. He saw a psychiatrist. He quit drinking. He went to rehab. He did this for decades. That’s HOW he made it to 63. For some people, 63 is a fucking miracle. I know several people who didn’t make it past 23 and I’d do anything to have 40 more years with them.
One of the more helpful and insightful things I’ve seen about depression/suicide in the last couple of days.