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Whenever I think I’ve gotten over the worst on my depression, it silently returns. This isn’t a battle I asked to fight. I’m tired of knowing it’s always coming back.
me after every conversation: shit they’ll never wanna talk to me again
im sorry to everyone who’s crying alone in their room right now
Do you ever feel yourself getting bad again? Like you don’t want to eat and you can’t sleep and everything is like a brink away from breaking down? But its so fucking heartbreaking because you were okay for a while. You slept and ate and smiled and meant it for a while? But you can’t or don’t care enough to reach out to anyone because you feel like these short stretches of happiness means the long stretches of depression mean nothing? Like your faking it?
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Its pathetic to think someone could actually love me..
Fuck.
“Stay away from the ones you love too much. Those are the ones who will kill you.”
— Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch
I have two moods: Nothing matters, and everything matters too much.
Did you mean: depression and anxiety
“All great and precious things are lonely.”
— John Steinbeck, East of Eden
You know you’re fucking alone when you’re lying in bed listening to sad music and need someone to admit to just how much you want to end it all - and realize there’s no one.
“We don’t always fall in love with the most suitable people, do we?”
— Ken Follet, Winter of the World