Anna Akana

I thought that when someone dies, a person changes. I thought you'd lose yoursense of being judged and caring about this judgement; I thought you'd hold life in thepalm of your hand and dance and water it with rain. I thought you'd be able to dance ina crowd and laugh. But I was wrong. I am insecure, more than I was before. I takethings for granted. I'm angry, mean, judgmental, critical, bitter and quick to assume. I am lethargic. I despise all around me. And then some days, I feel normal.

They say that God doesn't give you more than you can handle.Tell that to her.

And i chose life and love and happiness and pain...

And I chose life and love and happiness and pain

When our bodies are sick and people extend their sympathy, bring us soup, offer up solutions. When our minds are sick, people tend to shy away from you, be afraid, or call you outright crazy. I'm fascinated by the way society and individuals view mental illness, and most of my shorts comment on that.

All you have control over is this moment. Chase it.

All you have control ove is this moment. Chase it.

Because we are human. We adapt, we adjust, and we think too damn much.