Fair warning: this is going to be one of my more serious posts yet. Sorry, can't help it. It's just the kind of mood I'm currently in. It won't hurt my feelings if you skip it, imaginary readers. (mostly 'cause how on earth would I know? heh.)
I just watched a fantastic YouTube video by Pixar Animation studios called "It Gets Better- Love, Pixar". And it made me cry.
Now let me be the first to tell you that I really don't cry all that often. I'm not the kind of girl to break down in to tears when I break a nail (though, in all fairness, this really freakin' hurts!), or when I miss the bus, or what have you. I'm just not an overly emotional person. To be quite honest, my best friends would probably tell you that getting any sort of gooey emotion out of me like peeling gum off your shoe. Harder than you'd think.
Anyway, I watched this video, and it just... kind of overwhelmed me. It's basically a bunch of Pixar employees reaching out to the gay, lesbian, bisexual, and transgender youth of today to tell them- hey. It gets better, I promise. Just hold on, don't lose hope, and you will make it through this.
Some of my dearest friends have gone through a whole lot in their struggle to just be fully accepted by family, so-called friends, teammates, and colleagues, and to see all these brave men and women sharing their stories made me want to run around hugging all these kids who have to fight through this by themselves.
So let me tell you this right now. If you ever need someone to talk to, or someone to reach out to, hit me up, yo (sorry. I can't make it completely serious. and no one says "yo" completely serious). Not only if you're gay, but if you're just having a rough time. If you think nobody cares, nobody wants you around for whatever reason: guess what? I care. No, don't roll your eyes at me. I really, truly, honestly do. So come on over here, have a lean on me (I've been told I'm "comfortable" to lean on) and let me listen. I've been through some tough bits too, and I've helped others as well. I dare you to tell me.
Because nobody should be alone all the time.
*Edit. I also cried when Dobby died. Because I'm not a heartless bitch.