like it might just be me but i think calling anyone’s degree “useless” and “a waste of time” is fucking rude at best. absolutely unnecessary and it’s not just because i’m an english major that’s a fucked up thing to say about any field. there’s a reason all of them exist and the world needs professionals from the fields western society deems “useless” more than ever.
knowledge for the sake of knowledge, learning to really critically think, and collecting that knowledge to share with others will never be useless or a waste of time
I think we need more radical acceptance that some people dislike us for reasons that make sense for their life experience. and we need to do this in a way that doesn’t paint us as misunderstood victims because the fact of the matter is everyone is annoying to someone. you can’t avoid that. and if someone is annoyed by you they aren’t wrong about you being annoying and unlikable to them. the sooner we accept this the sooner we accept ourselves. we don’t even like ourselves most of the time so why should we expect other people to uncritically enjoy every aspect of us regardless of our own internal struggle with our own extreme contrasts
this !!! not everyone is for everyone and that’s okay normalise calling quits and going separate ways thank you for keeping me company through our shared road it was a nice trip stay safe
overall good day still but this was also the first time i’ve ever gotten so flustered/overwhelmed while teaching that my ability to speak briefly just shut off entirely lmao so balance in all things or whatever
i get (“get”) to do this same talk again today…maybe i will not freeze and start talking jibberish this time! we can only hope
Don’t think about Adam, age six, realizing his mom is stressed and sad for reasons he can’t fully comprehend yet, and giving her his last piece of candy and a hug, telling her that it’ll be okay.
Don’t think about him, age nine, trying to make soup for the first time because his mom is sick, and he makes a mess but he also cleans it up and tries again. It turns out just okay, but his mom says it’s the best soup she’s had in her life. He calls her out because she can’t taste anything anyway, and they both laugh.
Don’t think about Adam, age 12, catching his mom in the early morning after her graveyard shift and seeing that she’s had an absolutely horrible night. Do not not think about how he steers her towards the couch, then grabs her two favourite movies, and holds them out to her to decide which one to watch before he goes to school. It’s 5 am.
Under no circumstances think about Adam, age 15, in the kitchen with his mom, baking and singing off-key and with only a loose grasp on the lyrics to the songs from Rent. They never will watch it on stage like they promised, but they see the movie in theaters three times.
And whatever you do, don’t think about sixteen year old Adam, doing odd jobs around the neighbourhood, and instead of getting ice cream, he puts the money in the glass with emergency funds that his mom thinks he doesn’t know about.
Don’t. Just don’t think about Adam, age nineteen, opening the front door after he raced home from college, to see his mom smiling at him, looking okay. He’s so glad she’s fine - and if her teeth are a bit sharper and stronger than usual, well. He won’t be screaming for all that long.
Sometimes, you need to spare yourself from exhausting conversations with people who aren’t willing to change. Sometimes, you did all you could for a person. You have to know when enough is enough. When you’ve reached your limits. Don’t let yourself reach the point of burnout just to meet every expectation a person has of you.
Sometimes letting go of someone so you can focus on yourself is necessary. It doesn’t make you selfish. It makes you human.