Been a minute since I’ve been on here. So long, in fact, that I’ve deleted the app and am posting from crappy chrome on my iPhone.

Just wanted to note a few quick things: I’m still in love with my guy. I love my friends even tho I do stupid shit for them like go to clubs for their birthdays. Also, I’m kicking ass in the MA program, teaching Spanish, and taking care of myself. I took a day off of work this week bc midterms and my own office hours were too much. Crazy how I’m taking care of myself in the moment, not after everything falls apart. Also, I love speaking Spanish to sweet lyft drivers - is that a valid hobby? Just tonight, I met Freddy from Cuenca, Ecuador (I was JUST THERE this summer, wild) and Alex from Bogotá, Colombia. Who just moved here two months ago to do his masters in aerospace engineering. How fucking cool is that. Anyway, i’m exhausted and just Irish goodbye’d this party so I’m taking off this liquid lipstick and going tf to sleep. Love and wholesome vibes to all. xo

Hi, it’s been a while.

Gonna keep this brief because I hardly ever use Tumblr anymore. I’m alive and healthy and happy. I have my degree and I’m leaving the country again soon (!) and I am deeply in love with my partner and looking forward to the future. There’s not else much to say…things are good and I am content. I can’t believe how busy I’ve been and the things I’ve been up to. And I can’t wait to see what else I get up to this summer. I’ve worked incredibly hard to be where I am, and more work lies ahead, but that’s something for August and not today. I miss Chicago a lot, but I’ll be back soon. Chao pescaooooo

badsciencejokes:

…I almost killed myself

I put on my sunglasses, to hide my swollen eyes, over my tears. I cried all my makeup off. Went inside to have a milkshake. I don’t know why. I wanted something to drink as I figured out what I would do. I got a soda and a milkshake. Medium. The cashier looked at me and with a line around the corner of the counter he rushed away from the counter “Hold on “ he yelled to a coworker.

I filled my soda and went back and saw him looking all over. I go up and he gets close and says “I made it a large”.

That was seriously enough for me not to do it. His kindness. Someone went out of their way and as I went back in my car to cry I realized I could muster through a few other days. A few more weeks. Then I came down from that panicky high of anxiety, depression, and pain. I finished my shake. And it was enough time to let me feel better. I… I’m alive. I’ll make it through.

Try and be nice today. Tomorrow. Something as much as a smile. It helped so much.

Thank you man at McDonalds.

The milkshake saved my life

youngblackandvegan:

Destroy the idea that you have to be constantly working or grinding in order to be successful. Embrace the concept that rest, recovery, and reflection are essential parts of the progress towards a successful and ultimately happy life.

(Source: yourbigsisnissi)