how’d i get this bad again? i thought i was getting better.
- me, inside: *wants to die*, *thinks everyone hates me*, *isolates self to make it easier when people leave*
- friend: how are you?
- me, outside: fine!!:):):) y'all I'm fine:) good:) GREAT:)
depression is when you don’t really care about anything. anxiety is when you care too much, and over think everything, having both is hell.
friends: ew how can you not shower for like days on end don’t you feel gross?? and how can you let your room get in such a mess wtf??
me, leaning forward so my lips touch the microphone: I Have Depression
What would happen if I relapsed?
Nothing. The world would go on as it is. People wouldn’t notice. No one would care.
But I would feel relief.
And that seems really worth it right now.
Recovery is still recovery if you relapse.
The worst part is
when I know I’m getting bad again,
but can do nothing to stop it.
I just want everything
to stop hurting
A.R
honestly i don’t think people understand how helpful words of affirmation can be for me. i’m in an almost constant state of ‘everyone hates me and i’m burdening everyone’ so hearing that you actually like me randomly is so !!! i appreciate so much hearing that i’m not annoying you, even if i need reminding a lot
(via theliteraryjournals)
like a year ago today i would not have imagined myself where i am and valuing the people that i do and that is so comforting to know that next year i will have learned and grown even more
Friends can break your heart too man and that shit hurts like hell
