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thekatrickstump:

My name is Sophie O’Grady. At a glance I am a purple haired loser with an extreme obsession with doing well and Fall Out Boy. For the last nine months, I have been dating a boy by the name of Daniel Kimble. However he lives in Louisiana, USA and I live in Galway, Ireland. That means that we’re separated by 4,259 miles — nine hours by plane, six hours time difference.We had planned for me to visit LA sometime in late June. However, this didn’t exactly go as we had planned — February of this year, I was diagnosed with an eighty degree right thoracic curve in my spine. I was immediately referred to the top surgeon and orthopedic consultant, Mr. McCabe, and have been seeing him for very regular appointments. There’s no question about it — I need this surgery. Otherwise, my heart and lungs will be crushed due to my ribs, which are growing inwards. I have no set date for the surgery as I have a few more tests to undergo, but we’re essentially certain it won’t be this year. If this surgery goes wrong I’ll either be killed or paralyzed from the neck down. This is why I would like to meet Daniel before anything like that could happen.Of course, scoliosis isn’t the only obstacle — we’re fourteen, and neither of us can afford this trip. It costs over €1,600 for me and my mother to travel to Louisiana. This is where we need to ask for your help: Words could not describe how happy I would be to meet Daniel in real life. To be able to see him clearer than any Skype call and to not worry about timezones, it would mean everything to me.In the grand scheme of things, nine months probably doesn’t seem like that much — you’re right, it isn’t. But in these nine months [and indeed the ones prior to them] I’ve fallen completely and hopelessly in love with this boy. I have stayed up until four or five in the morning just talking to him, regardless of how tired I know I’ll be the next day. He means the absolute world to me, and honestly there isn’t that much I wouldn’t do to make him smile because he’s got the most dazzling smile I’ve ever seen. And I want to see him while I’m still well enough, because I won’t be able to travel for a good six months post-surgery.I could never put this into words, my feelings for him. There’s a warmth in my chest whenever he tells me he loves me, or when he says my name, or when he just lets me talk even though he probably has no interest in what I’m talking about. And one day I would like to be able to see him and talk to him without worrying that I’ll have to go to sleep mid-conversation.Please click here if you could donate anything at all to our cause. It would mean an awful lot to both of us!

thekatrickstump:

My name is Sophie O’Grady. At a glance I am a purple haired loser with an extreme obsession with doing well and Fall Out Boy. For the last nine months, I have been dating a boy by the name of Daniel Kimble. However he lives in Louisiana, USA and I live in Galway, Ireland. That means that we’re separated by 4,259 miles — nine hours by plane, six hours time difference.

We had planned for me to visit LA sometime in late June. However, this didn’t exactly go as we had planned — February of this year, I was diagnosed with an eighty degree right thoracic curve in my spine. I was immediately referred to the top surgeon and orthopedic consultant, Mr. McCabe, and have been seeing him for very regular appointments. 

There’s no question about it — I need this surgery. Otherwise, my heart and lungs will be crushed due to my ribs, which are growing inwards. I have no set date for the surgery as I have a few more tests to undergo, but we’re essentially certain it won’t be this year. If this surgery goes wrong I’ll either be killed or paralyzed from the neck down. This is why I would like to meet Daniel before anything like that could happen.

Of course, scoliosis isn’t the only obstacle — we’re fourteen, and neither of us can afford this trip. It costs over €1,600 for me and my mother to travel to Louisiana. This is where we need to ask for your help: Words could not describe how happy I would be to meet Daniel in real life. To be able to see him clearer than any Skype call and to not worry about timezones, it would mean everything to me.

In the grand scheme of things, nine months probably doesn’t seem like that much — you’re right, it isn’t. But in these nine months [and indeed the ones prior to them] I’ve fallen completely and hopelessly in love with this boy. I have stayed up until four or five in the morning just talking to him, regardless of how tired I know I’ll be the next day. 

He means the absolute world to me, and honestly there isn’t that much I wouldn’t do to make him smile because he’s got the most dazzling smile I’ve ever seen. And I want to see him while I’m still well enough, because I won’t be able to travel for a good six months post-surgery.

I could never put this into words, my feelings for him. There’s a warmth in my chest whenever he tells me he loves me, or when he says my name, or when he just lets me talk even though he probably has no interest in what I’m talking about. And one day I would like to be able to see him and talk to him without worrying that I’ll have to go to sleep mid-conversation.

Please click here if you could donate anything at all to our cause. It would mean an awful lot to both of us!



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give-me-a-penny-for-my-thoughts:

'There may be distance between our bodies, but not in our hearts.'

give-me-a-penny-for-my-thoughts:

'There may be distance between our bodies, but not in our hearts.'

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Everytime I listen to the songs you love, I read the books you adore or talk about your favorite things, I feel like I’m getting one step closer to you even though I know you are miles away

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And even though our bodies could not touch, our souls did. Even though my hands could not wonder the depths of your skin, my mind would wonder yours, and faster than the others, we became one.

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neoputa:

i have unlimited texting and i only text 3 people ever i think my phone company looks at my bill and just laughs

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sixpenceee:

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plightofthevalkyries:

sixpenceee:

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sixpenceee:

The aim of this study was to test the hypothesis that psychiatrists cannot reliably tell the difference between people who are mentally stable and those who are mentally unstable.

8 mentally stable people were granted admission into 12 different hospitals. They all told the same story of how they would hear a voice inside their head, it was unclear but often said “empty”, “hollow” and “thud”. 

Right after they were admitted, the patients stopped showing any signs of abnormality. They took part in activities and talked to faculty and other patients as they would normally. 

None of the psychiatrists ever stopped to say “I think they are getting better” or “they seem absolutely fine now” In fact, nurses and psychiatrists took normal activity such as walking or writing and attempted to represent it as a form of pathological behavior. 

For example, staff would point to patients waiting outside the lunchroom as a form of oral-acquisitive syndrome, when really they were just bored and were anticipating their meal. 

It’s interesting to note that even though staff didn’t recognize that these people were completely fine, patients recognized that they didn’t seem to have any problems.

This study highlights how powerful labels can be.

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Wow…this also potentially bespeaks how the people who are charged with making these patients better are only trying to create terminology and atmosphere that keep them institutionalized.
That’s pretty disturbing.

To anyone saying “well they said they heard voices obviously the doctors are going to look at them with a weary eye”

You missed the point.

They were supposed to detect the patients getting better and instead of being able to tell that, they took any action that the patients performed and totally distorted it and blew it to epic proportions to make them seem completely and utterly abnormal to a point where the patients were institutionalized for months. 

Also, sixpenceee, you missed the second part to this experiment - equally chilling, in my opinion. One hospital’s administration was angered by Rosenhan’s experiment, and challenged him to send impostor patients - mentally stable people masquerading as mentally unstable people - to their facilities. Their staff would then turn those pseudopatients away. Long story short, Rosenhan OK’d this part of the experiment. 193 people went to that hospital in that experiment period looking for help. They flagged 41 people as impostors and had doubts about another 42.

Rosenhan sent no one.

The staff of this hospital flagged impostor patients where none had existed.

That’s really worrying…

This is terrifying 

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missmirandaaraee:

THIS COULDNT BE MORE TRUE

missmirandaaraee:

THIS COULDNT BE MORE TRUE

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