man so far my reading for ed classes is really slow, but easy and usually self explanatory or something you learn in psych.... so whatever...
emotional lately... as in sudden tears at things... and it feels real, real beautiful.
today I heard some shit on this american life, the program was about the voices in our heads that keep us from being who we want to... and the first story was about a soldier who returned from iraq with PTSD and was afraid and hateful of muslims and arab people... but somehow worked through it to join the muslim student association at the college he attended and became an active member to help people understand that muslim people werent evil.
the second story was just a collection of interviewed people shedding light on what its like to be addicted, or compulsive about something to the extent that it took over their life... and that was really hard... also considering i was reading Illy's abnormal psych book today and it reminded me of some people who deal with some shit everyday... and how hard it is.
i dunno
this friend of Lacey's really impressed me, not because he doesnt have some bad side, but because in a lot of ways he proved that people are people, and good, and even if you dont always trust them or support them, they are worthy of your respect... simple gestures like saying goodbye... politeness is key.
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