Today, one of my students has told me he could not be bothered to do any work, as his aunt had passed away recently and he ‘did not feel it’
“That is a terrible thing and I am sorry for your loss. Unfortunately that does not serve as an excuse for you not to do your work”, I answered. Rather shocked, he tried to argue how valid his excuse was, and how terrible it was of me not to comply with his demand straight away, while I turned back and walked away.
Listen, - I wanted to say - you are meant to take your feelings for her, what she meant for your you, and keep them somewhere safe inside of you. Some place where you can go back to and gather strength for what lies ahead. Using her passing away as a pretext not to do what you are meant to is the greatest insult to her memory and what she meant for you that you could say.
Only you what she meant for you. Only you know how much it hurts, how alone you feel and how hard it is to live in a world without her. But the choice is yours: Do you want to dwell in those feelings, or do you want to take them with you and become the kind of man she would have been proud of?
I wish I had found these words when I really needed them, and not today.
from left to right;
I am afraid to hold my boyfriend’s hand.
My friend’s parents sent her away.
I found death threats in my locker.
I submitted to electroshock therapy.
I lost half my friends after coming out.
My grandmother sends me hate mail.
My school won’t let me take my date to prom.
I am not here anymore.
My dad tried to beat it out of me.
No one is proud of me.
This showed up on my blog again. Forever reblog.
Woah. Shit just got real. I just broke down.
I am not here anymore . I’m literally in tears right now. No one deserves any of this, and the human race shouldn’t allow it to happen.
Forever reblog. No one should have to fight this battle, because one person fighting it is one too many. Stop the hate.