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[podcastwizard]

sorry boss can't come in today i was on my way to work and then a gentle spring breeze kissed my cheek and reminded me it is a serious thing just to be alive on this fresh morning in this broken world

[seaphine]

i’m either completely detached or deeply emotionally invested. there is no in between and i would like a refund.

[thoughtcascades]

some people need therapy, some people need their neck kissed like an apology

[tgirl-tamag0tchi]

I don’t know why people are into me… inside I still feel like I’m stuck the same shitty guy I was…

No matter how hard I try to be me… to be the woman I wanna be… I can’t escape the boy I was… the boy who just wants to die

[gracious-midnight]

My least favorite thing about depression is when you don't find happiness in the things that usually bring you joy

No books are worth reading

No movies are worth watching

I have no inspiration to write anything

Going outside is like a chore

[dispiritedfae]

Have you ever typed a message but halfway through you think “you know what, they don't even care” and deleted it.

[only-knives]

Another thing I just realized. If you isolate, especially for a long time, and then start coming out of your shell... You're not gonna suddenly be fine with being around people, being seen by others, or having social interactions.

Whatever reason you were isolating is going to follow you. You're gonna be uncomfortable. You're going to try to hide. You're gonna have a hard time trusting others and being honest about yourself. This is natural.

Change doesn't happen over night. Taking action to put yourself in social situations is only the first step; learning how to be yourself around others and who you want in your life is a whole other ballgame. It's going to take time for you to discover how you want to exist in the world.

That's okay. It's frustrating as all hell. It's scary putting yourself out there. Sometimes it might feel like you'll never connect with someone else - that you'll always be an outsider no matter what you do. You might feel stuck and doomed, but you're not.

You are capable of growth and healing. There are people who want to be your friend, who will love and support you in ways you didn't think was possible. They will be patient with you as you struggle and change. Not only that, but they'll be proud of all the progress you made, and continue to make every day.

I say this to you, and myself. I'm experiencing this firsthand, and I've been being so mean to myself for not living up to whatever standards I've placed on myself. I can't push myself to be someone I'm not ready to be, to do things I'm not ready to do. I only have today, and who I am today.

So everyday, I can put some effort into exploring myself as a social creature. I can be more gentle and patient with myself through the process. It's not going to perfect; I'm just one person, and you are too. We'll both be okay and get through this. We are allowed to take things one step at a time, one day at a time.

One day we'll be able to look back on where we are now and see how much we've grown, how much happier we are. Until then, we'll hold on for the ride and keep going. ♡

[becherdireinen]

i killed myself 80 times in my head this year and it's only january.

[worthless-misery]

I hate myself.

I hate my face.

I hate my eyes.

I hate my ears.

I hate my nose.

I hate my mouth.

I hate my lips.

I hate my hair.

I hate my neck.

I hate my shoulders.

I hate my chest.

I hate my back.

I hate my belly.

I hate my hips.

I hate my arms.

I hate my hands.

I hate my fingers.

I hate my skin.

I hate my crotch.

I hate my thighs.

I hate my knees.

I hate my legs.

I hate my feet.

I hate my ankles.

I hate my toes.

I hate my smile.

I hate my laugh.

I hate my scars.

I hate my stretch marks.

I hate my bones.

I hate my body hair.

I hate my voice.

I hate my mind.

I hate my thoughts.

I hate my dysphoria.

I hate my depression.

I hate my anxiety.

I hate my eating disorders.

I hate my trauma.

I hate my nightmares.

I hate my past.

I hate my memories.

I hate my childhood.

I hate my adolescence.

I hate my adulthood.

I hate my existence.

I hate my life.

I just hate every single thing about myself so fucking much...

[puppiegracie]

at some point depression is just embarrassing like hey yeah I've wanted to kill myself since I was Seven Years Old idk I guess I'm procrastinating yes I am Still Depressed god just put me down like a sick dog why don't you

[becherdireinen]

sorry i never responded to your text, i've been busy being paralyzed by my own inability to do basic tasks that are piling up.

[tgirl-tamag0tchi]

I’m the kind of suicidal where unfortunately I was born with an unending zest for life and unshakable belief that things can and will get better.

But like, I still kinda wanna die.

[mindinthevoid]

If they ask you about me, tell them: "She was the only person who loved me with honesty, and I broke her."

[mindinthevoid]

[sweetlymorose]

Being hurt by someone you once trusted with your life is something I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy.

[atastere]

and one day you’ll finally delete them off everything; because one day it finally gets better, and you won’t feel the need to do what they’ve never done for you: show up.

[minimalistquotes]

There's a level of disrespect an apology cannot fix.