This is a blog post about a blog post--SO META!
Chris Gethard is a fantastic storyteller, comedian, writer based here in NYC. He has a blog--or rather, a tumblr (because he's not a Luddite like I am)--on which he posts essays and responses to questions and whatnot. He recently posted a really touching response to a fan who reached out to him because he/she was feeling suicidal. Chris's response was lengthy and touching. I got all choked up reading it. You can read the whole shebang right here.
One part jumped out at me. Chris talks about his own dark times and how during his sophomore year in college, he lived with some "friends" who weren't really his friends. He says,
...it was in a stretch where I felt totally unsafe and not just like people
didn’t have my back but like they were actively against me.
Oh man that really hit me. Maybe it was because I grew up in a small town and everybody knew everybody's business starting in friggin' 1st grade, but this is how I felt for so much of adolescence and high school. Just as though going to school every day was like walking into a war and not only was I not getting any loyalty, but that people were sort of out to get me. And I don't think it was in my head or that I was paranoid. Your mailbox can only get smashed so many times and people can laugh at your misfortune so many times before you start to think they're out to get you. And, like Chris, in my saddest times it really felt like they were. And I'm not just saying that so that I can quote the fantastic Guns 'n Roses song "Out Ta Get Me" (although that song DOES RULE--DO NOT DOUBT THAT).
Those dark times are tough. But it does get better (usually as soon as you leave your God forsaken hometown and move to a city where nobody knows your name and you love that.)