it doesn’t matter how good you’re doing, those sad nights will creep up on you from time to time and that’s ok. doesn’t mean all your progress is gone

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it doesn’t matter how good you’re doing, those sad nights will creep up on you from time to time and that’s ok. doesn’t mean all your progress is gone
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…We only obsess over relationships that feel unfinished.
Carrie Bradshaw
XV/XXIV
My mother once told me she could care less if I fell off of the face of the planet. I was fifteen. She was in crisis and her depression was killing her, slowly but surely. I was fifteen. She did not leave her bed for weeks at a time. I was fifteen. I have never forgotten the feeling of my heart cracking in my chest after hearing those words. I was fifteen.
My mother now drinks every night to suffocate her pain. I am twenty-four. She consumes two bottles of wine and stays up until sunrise. I am twenty-four. Her depression has bled into my body and it is killing the both of us, slowly but surely. I am twenty-four. Today I understand how she felt when she said those words to me a decade ago. I am twenty-four.
every mouth you’ve ever kissed was just practice all the bodies you’ve ever undressed and ploughed in to were preparing you for me. i don’t mind tasting them in the memory of your mouth they were a long hall way a door half open a single suit case still on the conveyor belt was it a long journey? did it take you long to find me? you’re here now, welcome home.
Warsan Shire (via principleofplenitude)
Everyday since that bad thing happened, I’ve been practicing a spell: how to disappear from yourself, within yourself.
Warsan Shire, from “Abracadabra Acudubillah” (via oofpoetry)
Warsan Shire “the unbearable weight of staying”
sorry I haven’t replied to ur texts I’ve been overwhelmed by literally anything that’s ever happened or will happen
I just cried to my boyfriend on the phone for 25 minutes and he just listened and told me that it was gonna be okay. That he knows how depression works and it’s okay that it doesn’t make sense that I don’t understand why I’m so sad and dull.
And then he spent the next 30 minutes making me laugh so hard I cried again. I’m lucky to have him.
Nothing in this world is permanent, and we’re foolish when we ask anything to last, but surely we’re still more foolish not to take delight in it while we have it.
The Razor’s Edge, W. Somerset Maugham (b. 25 January 1874)
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