How I Got Better

It's easy to fall for someone, getting back up is the hard part.

[sleevesofgrass]

I don’t know how it’ll be years from now,” I said, “despite the way it ends, please keep me in safe place somewhere tucked away. You will discover a new universe, but I hope there will still be a star in that sky with my name on it.

stories ill tell one day /// ming d. liu (via thesocietyofpoets)

[lifewithadhd]

[lifewithadhd]

Here’s the best definition: a person who has ADD or ADHD, when we walk into a room we notice everything. Now here’s the problem. Whatever in that room is most interesting, whatever in that room is the most captivating, whatever in that room sparkles, that’s what we focus in on. It’s not that we don’t know how to focus. It’s just sometimes the teacher isn’t the most sparkly thing. Sometimes it’s a classmate named Chuck sniffing his markers. And that is very distracting.

Ben Glenn, ADHD Explained (x)

[wnq-writers]

Sweetheart, I’ll always be in your corner. And if the time should come that you want me in your center, I’ll be there, too.

Bruce Adler (via wnq-writers)

[getoverhim]

Tonight, after I washed my face and looked in the mirror, I saw something that I have been oblivious too until now. It is bittersweet, actually. When I stopped, to take a look at the young lady looking back at me, I saw the heart break in her face. The heartbreak that has planted it's roots in her heart and soul for the past two years, and while it has all been difficult, the pain I have felt in the past six months leaves me at a loss for words. And tonight, for the first time..I saw the physical evidence of that written all over my face. From the dark circles under my eyes that correlate with the many sleepless, tear filled, nights. To the acne on my forehead and nose that are indicators of the stress and pain that came along with loving him. Those are just the physical effects of loving him, and even those I hide from everyone, my friends, my family. Although these things are painful and unsightly even they don't compare to the emptiness and utter pain that I feel in my chest. That kind of pain is the kind no one can see, and no one can understand. Not until they have gone through it themselves and experienced it first hand. Where I am going with this is, Heartbreak hurts. It hurts like nothing I have ever experienced before. I have allowed myself to be heartbroken over and over again for the past two years. I have put my pain aside and acted as if everything was okay for two years. Waited and waited for two years. But Today, today was an eye opener. The person I care about, the person who I have devoted my time and energy into for the past tow years, the person I love...showed me how much he DOES NOT care about me. Period. He showed no regard for my feelings what so ever and blatantly ignored me. That was the worst pain I have ever felt, but as I said before, it is bittersweet. Because all of that pain opened my eyes enough so that I could see once and for all. He does not care. There are no more excuses I can make up to justify his actions or make it seem as if he does care and is just not showing it. Tonight when I looked in the mirror and saw what I have become on the outside, a broken mess, and what I have become on the inside, also a broken mess.. That is when I decided, I decided that I do not want to feel like this anymore.

[dasmyish-blog]

[idktorn]

You didn’t even care and that fucking hurts.

I love you (via idktorn)

[getoverhim]

Each time I have had my heart broken over the years, I get an envelope write the person who broke my hearts name on it, and then every time I feel sad I write a letter about how I am feeling and why I am feeling that way. When I finish, I put a time and date on the letter, fold it up, and put it in the envelope. After I few months when I stop feeling so sad, I write a final letter and seal the envelope. Try it, it helps to get it all out. I promise.

[getoverhim]

tweeting your feelings

The first time I had my heart broken I was a mess. I constantly subtweeted him, and retweeted sad quotes. However, in the end I only embarrassed myself, because he didn't give a shit. Instead of retweeting/subtweeting all of your feelings for your friends and him to see, make a private account and don't let anyone you know follow you, even make it anonymous if you want! This way you can post whatever the hell you want and no one will be judging you!

[getoverhim]

You're one broken heart closer to the real thing.

[getoverhim]

Don't cry, go to sleep.

Put his picture away. Stop stalking his social media. Stop reading old text messages. Turn the depressing music off. Wash your face, get a drink, and go to sleep. You’re not going to get any better by lying there and crying about a boy who doesn’t even bother to think about you. You’ll feel better in the morning.