I get jealous really easily but not like an angry vengeful jealous more like a really sad lonely jealous because everybody likes everybody more than they like me and I really really don’t blame them.
why does this hit so deep ?
In case you need to hear this.
You’re allowed to be your unique, beautiful self.
No matter what other people say.
I accept you for who you are.
Take a moment to say thank you.
Thank you that I am alive.
Thank you that I am healthy.
Thank you that I am able to pursue my passion.
There may be darkness. At times, I may be tempted to give up.
But I don’t.
And not even the strongest of flames can burn this undying gratitude of mine.
For I will always be thankful.
Aletta S.
I feel like a lot of parents fail to understand that you cannot perform in school with an upset mental state. It goes hand in hand. You must get the help you need and maintain mental stability in order to do effective work and many people will put you down for that. Getting help is never a bad or weak thing. It shows so much courage and strength and that you care about yourself. I promise it’s always better to get the support you need early on so you can get whatever else you need to do at this point in your life over with and move on to the things you really want to do, the things that make you happy.
school just make my mental more fucked up
I desperately want to talk to someone about everything but I really don't want to talk to anyone about anything
Other bloggers: man I need to clean out my askbox
Me:
It’s the little things that bother me the most.
I mean, shit, I want to kill myself over spilled milk. That’s not okay, it just isn’t.
Picture a young child- so curious, so innocent. Image them seeing a movie or a commercial or a newspaper.
“What is suicide?” They ask. I mean, everyone has to learn what it is at some point in their lives. The explanation is vague, usually. The kid doesn’t really understand, confused to why anyone would take their lives. It just doesn’t make sense.
But when that kid grows up, they won’t remember asking the question nor will they remember who told them or what the answer was. Why would they? It isn’t a pivotal moment, it’s not even a second thought.
Then one day, you’re sitting in front of a standing mirror, searching for something in your eyes. You lean forwards, your forehead touching cold glass, and you see a whole lot of nothing. They didn’t tell you that one day, suicide won’t be as far fetched as you thought.
sometimes remembering things just absolutely kills me
“Pain changes people, it makes them trust less, overthink more, and shut people out.”
— Unknown
“And I am still sensitive, perhaps more than I should be,”
— Yves Bonnefoy, from Selected Prose & Collected Writings; “Seven Fires,”
Sending all my love to anyone who is hurting today.
“Anybody can look at you. It’s quite rare to find someone who sees the same world you see.”
— John Green, Turtles All The Way Down
