Empty Spaces in My Brain
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distractiondistractiondistraction.

Give me something that takes my mind off of my mind.

 
20:36

So far I am loving Madison. I love the people that I’m meeting; they’re all so wonderful and are so willing to be involved with the world! I can’t wait for my classes and feeling those first notes hit the page…

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Barbara Konczarek
15:01 So I was talking to my white conservative boss yesterday about racism and ableism in the media. Me: Okay, Sherry, I'm white, right? I have no bias against white people due to my race. Make sense?
Her: Yeah, okay...
Me: Look at that news headline. Look at what they're saying about why this dude killed those people.
Her: He was mentally ill. I don't see where you're going.
Me: Ok, backtrack. Let's say a Muslim man kills 6 people and injures 13 in a shooting rampage, and leaves a 137 page manifesto explaining that it was because a girl turned him down when he was younger. Why do you think he did it?
Her: He's a terrorist who hates women.
Me: Right. Let's say a black man does the exact same thing. How does the media portray it?
Her: He's a woman-hating gangbanger or a thug...
Me: You're catching on. Now think back to every white boy in the past ten years that has shot up a school or a public place of some sort. What is it always blamed on?
Her: Mental illness...
Me: Exactly. And I would like to point out a couple final things there. First: this guy was going to therapy for years and had no diagnosis of mental illness. The closest we can get is that his family SUSPECTED he might be on the autism spectrum. Sherry, I'm autistic. My brother's autistic. I have several close friends who are autistic. None of us have ever shown a propensity for killing people. Secondly: mental illness doesn't discriminate based on race. You know what does?
Her: ...
Her: Damn. The media is racist as hell, isn't it?
Me: ...there ya go.
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14:54

When I was in the hospital
I was roomed with a schizophrenic
And she was the most gentle person I have ever met
There was a boy with a long deep slit across his neck
Who told very funny jokes
A girl who never spoke a word
Would draw the most beautiful pictures
The boy who shook with anxiety
Could hold the most intelligent conversations
Even the girl who screamed in her sleep and picked at her skin
Had a heart the size of the ocean
We are not who you think we are

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22:04

I’m so average it hurts.

Like a star that realized there were a billion more just like her.