A Sequence Of Events. Not Crosby. Not Mcdavid. Just One Nhl Player With No Reputation And Everything

a sequence of Events. not crosby. not mcdavid. just one nhl player with no “reputation” and everything to lose.

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I'm not big for the visual art. But this is genius. Simple. Stone full of wind (or clay or whatever.) Dog. Straight line.

Stephanie Cunningham: Dog in the Wind

Posted by Paulo Vergueiro

I try.

I have a more positive story to share, and I swear it does relate to mental health-- There's this game from a series I was certain would not have another iteration to its name that got announced with a teaser a few months ago. I of course was really happy with the news. Quite a few hours after, I got a DM on Discord. A DM from a old friend, someone who I used to be super close to but slowly drifted apart from as he found new friend group and fandom he clicked better with. Which hey, no shame; as long as he was happy. What times over the past few years I tried to contact him afterwards though, our conversations would always fall flat and it'd be over before it even started. I don't think there was any malice of course, but it still made me feel horrible since it used to not be like that. Like I just... couldn't be a good enough friend to matter anymore. Back to the DM he sent. It was a message with that game teaser, although he had only played one game from the series, he was actually excited for this new release and had assumed I hadn't seen it yet. That's not the point though; the message along with it boiled down to him saying, "I thought of you!" And I kid you not. I cried. This is just over text of course, but the most wholesome, innocent, genuine voice played in my head, saying I thought of you. He messaged me over a game that he wasn't super into, just because he remembered how much I gushed over it during the days of the first game. I cried not just once (after we had a good conversation over what the game might be about), but twice (recently when I reread our messages). I can't put into words just how much something so little as letting me know that he was thinking of me meant as a friend. Depression and anxiety is nasty towards those who've stepped out of my life, telling me they couldn't possibly care anymore and that it's my fault. Pair the ruminating/rejection sensitive dysphoria from the ADHD/autism, and I've got a nasty storm of confirmation bias. And there was minor proof to side with it when in a bad mental state. Yet-- I still can't get that out of my head, that little voice.

"I thought of you!"

Gentle reminder to check up on your friends every now and then. Those with depression, ADHD, anxiety disorders, or/and who are autistic may struggle with being able to regulate their thoughts and emotions, especially in stressed times and it never hurts to give a little reassurance. Be it memes or whatever you know they like, take a minute out of your day to let your loved ones know you care. I know it meant the world to me.

reddit is having a glitch where it puts the wrong captions over photos and it’s the only thing i care about right now

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