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@likeaclassicbitch
Things to remember always:
•You are loved beyond belief.
•You are irreplaceable.
•Your existence is not a burden.
•You can change your life at any time.
•You are someone’s dream person.
•You are literally made of the same stuff as stars.
•We are all equal, we are all one and so beautifully connected.
@ everyone who is feeling sad tonight ily take care of yourselves and I hope you feel better soon
Me: I can’t do the thing. I really can’t do the thing. Omg. Can’t. Do. It.
Someone else: Yeah, you can’t do the thing.
Me: Oh yeah?! Just watch me, asshole. *Does the thing*
Like how are ppl surprised when I show symptoms? I told you I’m mentally ill, what did you expect?????
Raise your hand if you know chest pain from sadness 🙋♀️
I love when people check up on me but answering is so exhausting.
To all the kids with unsupportive, judgemental parents,
You are worth more than what they say about you and treat you as. You are valid for having an opinion. It’s okay that you don’t want to follow in their footsteps. You are human.
*takes a depression nap after waking up from a 12hr depression sleep*
i’m not playing hard to get…i don’t know how to talk
…I almost killed myself
I put on my sunglasses, to hide my swollen eyes, over my tears. I cried all my makeup off. Went inside to have a milkshake. I don’t know why. I wanted something to drink as I figured out what I would do. I got a soda and a milkshake. Medium. The cashier looked at me and with a line around the corner of the counter he rushed away from the counter “Hold on “ he yelled to a coworker.
I filled my soda and went back and saw him looking all over. I go up and he gets close and says “I made it a large”.
That was seriously enough for me not to do it. His kindness. Someone went out of their way and as I went back in my car to cry I realized I could muster through a few other days. A few more weeks. Then I came down from that panicky high of anxiety, depression, and pain. I finished my shake. And it was enough time to let me feel better. I… I’m alive. I’ll make it through.
Try and be nice today. Tomorrow. Something as much as a smile. It helped so much.
Thank you man at McDonalds.
The milkshake saved my life
I hope you all can read this and remember to be kind
The smallest of gestures can save a life. My Mum answered her phone when I called and I am alive today because of that.
I’m glad you’re here.
It’s a phone call, a milkshake, a friend.
I feel like I shouldn’t keep reblogging this but when I do more people see what kindness can do…. I don’t know. Love everyone as yourself.
Nah, keep rebloging it. It gives hope.
walked sobbing around a city once wearing a summer dress in mid-september thunder and rain. basically dragged myself into LUSH as the smell of the store always made me smile. the shop was empty and dead due to the weather, just this blonde short woman behind the counter who smiled at me. i stared at her feet and asked ‘do you have anything for people who are scared a lot?’ (i was so out of it i had no clue). she showed me two bath bombs, one pink and one blue, and said both were good - i chose the pink, paid for it and left. i then sat at a bus stop clutching the LUSH bag in one arm and my prescription meds in the other - i’d lied and ordered a refill so i could just drift away with sleeping pills. when the bus arrived and i was out of the rain, i decided to have another look at my bath bomb, smell it and what not. opened my bag and saw she’d put the blue one in there for me as well and written on the receipt ‘feel better soon :) hope you like x’.
no one had ever been so selflessly kind to me before, i didn’t know what to do with it except hang around long enough to use the other bath bomb.
Actually I’m going to reblog this again because of the truth of the inverse: think of any time you have been casually cruel or petty to someone for humor or because you weren’t in a great mood.
The power of small gestures goes both ways.
I read the user and really thpught it was gonna turn into a joke lol
remember to be kind everyday
I’ve been reading through this for an hour and I’m crying like crazy. Be kind. This may have save my life today.
God I wish therapy was more normalized in society. And I don’t mean “take these pills and go away” because thats not the solution, at least, it’s never the only solution. I just feel like people should have therapist yearly checkups like we have physical checkups. I feel like the world would be a better place if everyone had access to someone that could walk them though life’s emotional struggles but instead we have a bunch of emotionally constipated people and they’re only making the world a worse place
you need to give yourself permission to be happy now. not when you lost weight, not when you found your soulmate, not when you have more money. we seek excitement from future events, but once those goals are met, the temporary pleasures will pass and they will be replaced by the next fantasy. devote your full attention to your inner self and appreciate being in the moment. happiness is never external, but a way of living and appreciating life. it’s not reality, just the way you perceive it. so go and shift your focus from the outcome to watching yourself grow.
“Years ago a friend of mine had a dream about a strange invention; a staircase you could descend deep underground, in which you heard recordings of all the things anyone had ever said about you, both good and bad. The catch was, you had to pass through all the worst things people had said before you could get to the highest compliments at the very bottom. There is no way I would ever make it more than two and a half steps down such a staircase, but I understand its terrible logic: if we want the rewards of being loved we have to submit to the mortifying ordeal of being known.”
— I Know What You Think of Me, Tim Kreider for the New York Times
A little louder for the people at the back ❤️
