In May's eyes, I'm no different from a can of pineapple.

 

Why I Keep My Bipolar Disorder Secret at Work

This is apt.

I’m pretty open about having bipolar disorder outside of work to people I’ve known for a while, perhaps in an effort to fight the stigma by showing that most of us aren’t dangerous people. Even a space like this tumblr, where people I know could easily find it, I don’t really have many qualms about bringing it up. But the workplace, with people who I see 9 hours a day… I can’t bring it up.

I’ve just crashed down from a very noticeable manic episode that had me considerably high-strung and fidgety at work for the past week. Now I’m unbelievably lethargic. This is the first time I’ve gone through a manic episode followed by a painful crash like this in a few years. It’s not very fun, but hey, I can manage.

Perhaps the worst moment was last Saturday, while I was at full-agitation, I had a conversation with a coworker who I normally quite enjoy talking to, but things became momentarily uncomfortable when she talked about “crazy” customers at her old job and how there was a week where “everyone just stopped taking their bipolar meds.” I really wanted to say something right then and there but it just didn’t seem worth it.

I really just don’t know how to explain what I’ve been going through for the past few weeks if I’m asked about it, and it’s kind of scary. 

k1mkardashian:

when i’m going through a potential bae’s instagram and i see him hugged up with someone who’s not me

holy mother of slugs that gif is from Quasi at the Quackadero.

k1mkardashian:

when i’m going through a potential bae’s instagram and i see him hugged up with someone who’s not me

holy mother of slugs that gif is from Quasi at the Quackadero.

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No Idea’s Original

Just close your eyes, press play, and take in Nas’s words. The way he paints pictures with his words is just incredible.

Nas is the greatest rap lyricist the world has seen yet.

I don’t think there are many other fans who would consider this to be among their favorite works of his, but to me, it’s one of his best displays of pure lyricism. This goes beyond complex rhyme schemes and clever wordplay.

There’s an alternate version with a different beat and with a more traditional verse-chorus-verse song structure, but I think it works better as one long rap.

How I feel when people can’t directly confront me if they have a problem with me.

Now it’s day I’ve been trying
To get that taste off my tongue
I was dreaming of just you
Now our cereal, it is warm

Attractive day in the rubble
Of the night from before
Now I can’t walk in a vacuum
I feel ugly, I feel my pores

It’s the trees of this day
That I do battle with for the light
Then I start to feel tragic
People greet me I’m polite:

"What’s the day?" "What’s you doing?"
"How’s your mood?" "How’s that song?"
Man it passes right by me
It’s behind me, now it’s gone