Poverty isn’t a money problem for poor people; poverty (in the richest country in the world) is a problem with our distribution of resources. Poverty is the problem of inequality. Poverty is a problem because the rich hoard their resources. Poverty is a problem because corporations hoard cash while Americans remain unemployed. Poverty is a problem because of corporate welfare. Poverty is a problem because of unethical job creators. The problem isn’t because poor people are poor; the problem is because the rich never think they are rich enough.
do you think God ever gets sad like “what do you mean you don’t love yourself i worked so hard on you….”
…why is this so uplifting
I’m not even religious and this makes me smile.
Sometimes you can’t explain what you see in a person. It’s just the way they take you to a place where no one else can.
I’ve been thinking a lot lately, and that doesn’t say much I’ve always been an introspective person, even when I was a kid.
But I’ve been thinking about things I am afraid of.
This year is a transitional year for me, I am turning 22 years old, I am finishing college, I have been depressed for 9 years of my life and i’m tired.
I’ve been thinking I need to get back on SSRI’s, I’ve been thinking maybe what I need is art and rawness and destruction. That sometimes I wonder what existing in a body or mind that isn’t always exhausted, afraid or anxious would feel like.
I’ve been taking long walks in the cold, in my mind and in person and I’ve been thinking I should stop lying to people and saying i’m okay.
But all I get in response to all my questions is fog, dense, unshakable fog. Fog so think sometimes I think it is water ready to drown me in my sorrows, in my numbness and in my loneliness.
There is something so perverse about feeling so lonely and yet having sadness’ shadow pressed tightly against your back, an enemy, sometimes a friend.
I guess what I’m saying is that I am afraid, and tired , I am worn down bones and aching shoulders and i’ve been thinking and some days i’d like it to stop.
|Lawyer:||Did he rape her?|
|Witness:||Yes, but she was drunk and passed out.|
|Lawyer:||That's not what I asked. Did he rape her?|
|Witness:||Yes, but she was wearin-|
|Lawyer:||I didn't ask what she was wearing. Did he rape her?|
|Lawyer:||I didn't ask anything else. It's just a simple yes or no answer. Did he rape her?|
|Laywer:||Yes, he raped her.|
|Rape is rape is rape, no matter the context.|