When you wake up from a dream that makes you so sad that you start crying, years after they’ve passed, it doesn’t mean you haven’t healed. It just means you loved them so very much and you miss them.
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When you wake up from a dream that makes you so sad that you start crying, years after they’ve passed, it doesn’t mean you haven’t healed. It just means you loved them so very much and you miss them.
Samantha Camargo
i don’t know how much longer i can wait
losing interest at everything because you're sad is the worst feeling
That constant struggle between “I can’t show my symptoms or I’ll be a burden” and “why doesn’t anyone realize I’m suffering?”
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grieving is really weird. you’ll have a completely fine, normal day, maybe some issues here and there but life goes on, ya know, some of it was a bit boring but whatever, and then BAM you see a scarf and then you’re uncontrollably crying
What’s it like losing a best friend from childhood?
Losing a best friend from childhood is like losing a part of yourself. When you grow up with someone, you shape each other. You experience all those challenging adolescent moments together. You answer the question “who am I?” And “what’s my place in this world?” together. You influence each other in ways you never notice. Until that person is gone.
And then you notice how your music taste is the result of your friend showing you certain artists and bands. You realize that the clothes and style you chose to wear is because of them. The sports you played. The people you dated. The movies you watched. The shows you binged. You realize the choices you make now as an adult are the result of your experiences as a kid/teenager you had with and because of them….
You realize that you are who you are because of the people you chose to surround yourself with. You are shaped by the ones you hold the closest. There’s a reason you chose them. There’s a reason you are the way you are. They shaped you, you shaped them.
So now that they’re gone, you start noticing all the qualities in yourself that are there because their influence. Your personality, your values, your morals… your identity. It was morphed from this beautiful experience you developed alongside them. You wouldn’t be the person you are now without them.
Everything you do in life is somehow connected to them. You never noticed before, but now, it’s all you do.
― Little Miss Sunshine (2006) “I wanted to kill myself becuase I was very unhappy.”
“All the hardest, coldest people you meet were once as soft as water. And that’s the tragedy of living.”
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Iain Thomas
(via purplebuddhaquotes)
ANNE CARSON
in the preface to Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides (2006);
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it’s ok to not be doing what everyone else is doing.
If you ask a white person "how's it going?" And they respond with "it's going" that roughly translates to "contemplating killing myself."
“I am both happy and sad at the same time, and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.”
— Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower (via naturaekos)