Words to take to heart

This message is specifically aimed at teen age homosexuals and lesbians, but I think it transcends that and can be applied to all of us. We all get down. We were all bullied at some point. And I’m sure all of us, at one time or another, thought that life was so terrible it was no longer worth living. But it is my opinion that as much as life can suck (and boy can it) it is worth living. It is worth sticking out to see what comes.
Is there a guarantee that it will get better? Of course not just as there is no guarantee it won’t get worse, but you will never find out if you don’t stick around. We are all important to someone else. We all have people that care about us, even if we do not know it or believe it or realize it. We all have the potential for greatness, but first we have to accept that.

Here is the aforementioned message:
“But now what’s bothering me is these teenaged kids killing themselves because they’re gay, because people are being bullies and fucking people up. I mean we all were too and everything but it seems to be pretty prevalent now and i think because the internet and harassment and the potential is so massive so I’m gonna ask you tonight if you know a gay kid, if you know one just reach out and just go “It’s cool man. God made you beautiful. Grow up so you can make our world better. You’re a gift, you’re a gift!” So please, because Wendy chose her way out and I’m tired of little kids choosing their way out before they fucking even know what love is & how beautiful things are.”
And here is a link to the video where Johnette Napolitano of Concrete Blonde puts said message out there.


A good laugh or a good cry

Have been feeling down lately.
Don’t ask why; I don’t really know.
A lot of frustration and rage has seeped into my life over the past few weeks, insinuating itself into my core.
I do not know why this should be. I really have nothing to be angry or upset about. I am healthy, had a roof over my head, and money to eat. Sure, I don’t have a lot of money, but I can keep myself fed and still have enough to go out and play with my friends.
I need a good laugh or a good cry, but so far I have had neither.
This too shall pass and soon enough I’ll be back to my old loveable, if grumpy, self.
In the meantime, here’s a song.