This is my jam lately. I grew up during St. Louis' alternative/indie rock renaissance (also known as the 90's), and this was a staple on the airwaves. Solid tune. Unfortunately, the band broke up over 10 years ago. Shit happens. Life moves on. Enjoy the tune.
Speaking of life, I'm going to get serious for a bit. Sometimes, life throws you some curveballs. You think things are going in a certain direction, and you plan your life around that trip. Then, you wake up one day and everything is different. New. Shiny. The air tastes a little sweeter. The sun on the horizon is a little brighter. Everything is warm and you are happy.
And suddenly, the sun goes black. The oxygen is sucked from the room. You fall down and crack your head on the cold, unforgiving floor. You suddenly realize that picturesque horizon was an illusion. You're alone in a cold, dark room and there's no exit. Oh, and the ceiling is slowly dropping to crush you.
My life in the handful of months since the last post. Depression and anxiety are harsh things to deal with. Thankfully, I have a good support system in my friends. We've all gone through some pretty dark times, and we help each other when things are darkest. Some people aren't so fortunate. I've never been at the point of needing it, but the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline has a 24/7 hotline if you need to talk to someone (1-800-273-8255), and tons of other resources available (Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr, and a YouTube channel). If you're in trouble, please call. It's not a weakness to seek help. Suicide is the weakness. It takes a tremendous amount of strength and courage to admit something is wrong. Choosing to get help is the first step in retaking control. And if you know someone that is in trouble, talk to them. See something? Say something!
Something as simple as saying, "Hey...are you okay?" could make a world of difference. Give someone 5 minutes of your time, and you could save a life.
Stay awesome, friends.