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I guess you can call this a 'Should I throw away my man card?' thread.
I don't get emotional about much. It comes from being a student of history and always figuring that someone else has had it much worse than myself and they were able to make it through it without crying a single tier, why can't I?
Then this morning something hit me out of left field. There's a model I've followed on twitter for three years, she follows me, and we've DMed pretty often. We've never met, just chat back and forth.
I've never pitched the idea of meeting up in person, for multiple reasons. We were twitter friends and that's it.
She's not ultra-popular, just has acouple ten thousand followers, but I always thought she had a unique look to her, but not mainstream-popular look. This led to difficulty to her finding work in the modeling industry. I've DMed her about it in the last month multiple times about agents and companies being assholes, and asking if she's alright because she seemed very very stressed about her modeling career coming to an end, and she had no idea what she was going to do next. But she seemed happy about one modeling job she had lined up, possibly her final one, last week.
So, this morning I hadn't heard from her in eight days, so I checked my DMs and found nothing from her. Checked out her twitter profile and she hadn't posted anything for a week, which is very very unlike her. Then I checked her last tweet, which had several responses like...
...Suicide Hotline (***) ***-**** Call if you need help!...
...R.I.P...
...I'll Miss You...
Apparently, she killed herself five days ago.
From what I gathered, she went to the modeling gig and they turned her away after they saw some flaws with her body. She always had insecurity, and trouble finding jobs, because of some discoloration of the skin on her shoulder.
She left the modeling location in tiers, and committed suicide.
Her final tweet was a video of her acting incoherent and in the last few seconds she said "help me."
And now, I'm wondering why I've only got two hours sleep in the last eight hours, crying my eyes out so much my pillow is soaked, and all because of a girl I never met killed herself.
Probably because of the way she said 'help me.' I only watched it once but it replays in my head, over and over.
And now I have to get up and go to work in 45 minutes.
So, what stupid shit have you guys cried about?
I don't get emotional about much. It comes from being a student of history and always figuring that someone else has had it much worse than myself and they were able to make it through it without crying a single tier, why can't I?
Then this morning something hit me out of left field. There's a model I've followed on twitter for three years, she follows me, and we've DMed pretty often. We've never met, just chat back and forth.
I've never pitched the idea of meeting up in person, for multiple reasons. We were twitter friends and that's it.
She's not ultra-popular, just has acouple ten thousand followers, but I always thought she had a unique look to her, but not mainstream-popular look. This led to difficulty to her finding work in the modeling industry. I've DMed her about it in the last month multiple times about agents and companies being assholes, and asking if she's alright because she seemed very very stressed about her modeling career coming to an end, and she had no idea what she was going to do next. But she seemed happy about one modeling job she had lined up, possibly her final one, last week.
So, this morning I hadn't heard from her in eight days, so I checked my DMs and found nothing from her. Checked out her twitter profile and she hadn't posted anything for a week, which is very very unlike her. Then I checked her last tweet, which had several responses like...
...Suicide Hotline (***) ***-**** Call if you need help!...
...R.I.P...
...I'll Miss You...
Apparently, she killed herself five days ago.
From what I gathered, she went to the modeling gig and they turned her away after they saw some flaws with her body. She always had insecurity, and trouble finding jobs, because of some discoloration of the skin on her shoulder.
She left the modeling location in tiers, and committed suicide.
Her final tweet was a video of her acting incoherent and in the last few seconds she said "help me."
And now, I'm wondering why I've only got two hours sleep in the last eight hours, crying my eyes out so much my pillow is soaked, and all because of a girl I never met killed herself.
Probably because of the way she said 'help me.' I only watched it once but it replays in my head, over and over.
And now I have to get up and go to work in 45 minutes.
So, what stupid shit have you guys cried about?