Black Friday-The Collapse of the American Shopping Mall | Seph Lawless | Via
When they were built in the 1970s these two gleaming Ohio malls were symbols of the boom years in the U.S., and their wide walkways were filled with shoppers.
Now the verdant foliage that decorated them has died off and the fountains inside are dry as store after store deserted the out-of-town malls.
The demise of the Rolling Acres and and Randall Park Mall have been documented by photographer Seph Lawless, who remembers visiting them when he was a child and even had his first job at one of the them.
So to elaborate on earlier.
Seems the oldest of my 3 sisters might be getting engaged towards the end of the year.
I should be happy about it, I’ve met the guy, he passes any ‘big brother tests’ you could think of, serious or otherwise, he’s cool and all.
But of course this only serves to further drive home the point of how long I’ve been single etc, etc. Then of course there’s the time-honored spiral of “I should be happy for someone else, not feeling bad for myself, and I know it”
It gets worse when I realize that while maybe my step-mom will shut up about that while arrangements are made for the wedding, I know this woman, it will take no more than an hour of the reception before: “This is SO nice, I can’t wait until we do something like THIS again.” Yeah, real fucking subtle.
TL:DR Ugh, just, ugh.
Without family, who would put us into self-loathing fits?