Your depression doesn’t make you less worthy of being loved.
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Your depression doesn’t make you less worthy of being loved.
Your depression doesn’t make you less worthy of being loved.
you’ve survived everything you thought you wouldn’t. be proud
I do not want to talk to anyone, but I don’t feel like staying alone with myself either…
when i think i’m getting better, i’m only getting worse.
— progress is a process
I can feel my soul turning to ashes. All my firey passion has burned away. I’m left a ghost of who I used to be.
~i can’t stop it
You asked me why I do things that make me feel bad. Why I drink energy drinks on an empty stomach even though I know it makes me shaky and nauseous, why I starve myself on hot days even though I know it makes me light headed and even pass out sometimes, why I take boiling baths and force myself to keep my head underwater even when I start to lose consciousness, why I listen to songs that remind me of him and watch movies that break my heart. Why I always take one too many shots of vodka and get too high to function, why I don’t wear jackets in winter and stay in the sun too long.
You see, when you’ve been numb and depressed for so long, feeling bad beats feeling nothing at all.
Today I was tired, lonely and sad. I will be the same tomorrow.
I will never be able to be myself and that really fucking hurts
“You never, ever, ever get over some things. And time doesn’t heal them. You just learn to manage them. But they’re always there.”
— Unknown
“Maybe one day I WILL be ok but as of tonight my heart aches and my eyes cry rivers so please do not speak to me about how happy I will be someday”
-me