I go running at night all the time and for some reason looking up at the stars when Passion Pit is playing makes me feel like i was actually meant to be here. Living through an entire set of human emotions in about a week isn't easy and it's really trying on my body and mind. After you deal with that it makes brain surgery and rocket science look like an episode of Dora the Explorer.
Oh and Kubler-Ross must've gone through some shit in her life because her work was spot on. When I go back and think about that one week, (and I've gotten really scientific in my view of it) I realize that I went through every stage in exactly the same order. I mean it actually amazed me that I could make a list of the stages and write down specific examples of each one. That's why I fucking love psychology. A professor once told me that studying Psychology is dangerous because after you read about schizophrenia and general anxiety disorder so much you start to think "Oh Shit! Do I have this?" That the more you learn about it the more your mind is capable of playing tricks on you and you interpret every little social faux pas that you have really really aggressively. For me I think it could be almost the opposite. I think experiencing something like depression or having suicidal thoughts lets you in, gives you an in to what its actually like that you can't get from a book. I'm not suggesting that I want people to get depressed or start hearing voices in their heads, but I wouldn't trade my experience with those things for anything. It's almost as if I was meant to do it so I could understand, or that it would somehow make me stronger. Who knows.
Movie suggestion: TiMER
Song suggestion: Passion Pit - To Kingdom Come
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