#katzenpartei

[kopfastronaut]

This morning you made freshly pressed orange juice for the first time. And just from knowing me you sieved mine to remove any pulp. I think I fell in love with you and the world in that moment.

[penisbonemen]

A season a day keeps the social life away.

[cookiepsychology]

Why am I like this!?

I destroy opportunities as if I’d get paid to do so...

[kopfastronaut]

I know recovery isn't linear and that what might feel like a relapse is still progress when seen in relation to where I started from, but it still is so frustrating when you've been stable for months and then suddenly the sky seems to break down over your head for four weeks straight and if you're not feeling miserable you're numb. Especially when the time where you've been stable was just that, a time you've been stable. It wasn't great I wasn't feeling good or particularly happy, I was just stable and could cope. So enduring this immense pain again and literally not knowing where to put it crashing down night after night again just so I can pull myself out of it again to be merely stable doesn't seem worth it.

[kopfastronaut]

Me: *Constantly confuses the words microwave and the dishwasher*

My mum: I believe it's really hard when your last braincell is occupied with breathing in and out all the time. Maybe you'll get it right if you'd stop breathing.

[katzenpartei]

Glaub mir, wenn ich könnte würde ich auch mit mir Schluss machen.

Rührhirn

[katzenpartei]

Ich versuche doch auch nur zu überleben.

Rührhirn

[katzenpartei]

Ich schlafe gern neben, bei und mit dir.

— Rührhirn