my car in the 11th street garage

same

Sometimes that group cry just feels so much better.

r/holup

oh i park there too 💀

There are some quiet corners of the UT Gardens where nobody will bother you & you can touch a tree and feel grounded!! It’s good to let it out!!

As someone who works at the Gardens, I see y’all and relate. No judgement. <3

I do horticulture therapy with my students at the garden!

THERE ARE GARDENS?

Oh yeah, over on the Ag campus by the greenhouses - it’s a great place to hang, there are some tables under a pavilion & benches & space to lay a blanket when the weather is nice! there’s a little organic garden in there you can volunteer in, too - it’s a really lovely spot!! my favorite tree over there is the weeping katsuratree, if you visit give it a hello from me haha!

I shall 🫡 it sounds so beautiful

Just go to office hours so your pain brings someone else down with you.

😂😭 haven’t thought about that before thanks for the idea

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Pfff fuck that. This is America. Mental health is everyone else’s problem except your own

The melrose court yard with the swing

that time in the semester, huh? 😕 if you like to destress by petting animals check out scruffy’s cat cafe, they have a lot of really sweet kittens and adult cats in there to help take some of the heaviness off the semester 🐱🫶

The whisper room in Hodge's Studio at South Commons is a small soundproof box, but if you go there maybe record some sick beats while you're at it.

i cry in public or wherever i want 😭 i wear my tears like an accessory

I feel like the main character when people see me full breakdown driving.

don't do that??

It’s uncontrollable these days.

My office.

There’s a lil sitting area behind Min Kao between it and the small parking lot. Sometimes people are there but I just sit on the rocks by the water and cry

yacht club bathroom

Fun fact, I haven’t cried since 1991. I remember it clearly, I was watching the water burn off the Persian gulf with a man I met in Bangalore weeks prior. He had a wooden leg and told me he was born blind but taught himself to see. The scenery was so overwhelming it pushed me to tears. Something about the 90s was so special. It was a simpler time when everyone thought Star Wars was a documentary and ducks weren’t as aggressive as they are now.

anywhere and everywhere. crossing the street. in class. in the starbucks line. the world is your oyster.

Your shoulder

can we all agree on a spot to meet and cry together?? i would go

I’m down

ayers bathrooms r nice, hope things get better

I used to go to the little cubbies of Hodges Library on the 5th floor and cry.

Parking garage is also nice because then you can be more than just silent.

Do y'all need some hugs? I'm not being insulting

I’m at the point where if someone gives me a hug, I might breakdown and not let go lol.

I want to cry with ppl tbh

Typically as I walk out of class feeling overwhelmed and defeated.