All I ever wanted was to feel at home,to feel content on the presence of the people I love most in this world,people I have returned from death cliff for and you,you took that from me.
I am destined to be in this darkness. There is no light for souls like me. We have to let ourselves believe that.
Forwarded from • 𝘶𝘯𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴 •
sorry
but
depression for me isn’t smudged mascara and crying into a boy’s chest and acting romantic and reckless,
it’s honestly...... just staring at the wall and not showering for days and not going out with friends and feeling so fucking disconnected from everything that i can barely breathe.
it’s not pretty. it doesn’t have to be pretty. FUCK YOU for trying to make a mental illness aesthetically pleasing, like it’s something i should be proud of.!!!!!!
• @regretletters •
but
depression for me isn’t smudged mascara and crying into a boy’s chest and acting romantic and reckless,
it’s honestly...... just staring at the wall and not showering for days and not going out with friends and feeling so fucking disconnected from everything that i can barely breathe.
it’s not pretty. it doesn’t have to be pretty. FUCK YOU for trying to make a mental illness aesthetically pleasing, like it’s something i should be proud of.!!!!!!
• @regretletters •
I can't believe that some people fuckin' derive themselves in to this shit or some of them actually think they know what we feel. I mean for what? Is it that no good of a pity that you get from people when you tell them that you are depressed that you want. I dont fuckin' get it.
I don't know who to be other than this. Life has always been like this. I believe I have been in this for too long. I believe that I am blind to hope or happiness. And I dont think that is because I don't see it I think that's because there hasn't been anything except this darkness.
Forwarded from Mercy
Friday August 7
My mind has become a dark cage I'm trapped in. The voices in my head are the only company I've got...my heart is being torn into pieces that can not be repaired.
My past
My insecurities
My anxiety
My depression are the ones caging me in.
I feel like the hope I have in my hands isn't strong enough to break them all at once.
It's so lonely in here, full of despair and misery, regrets crawling up my skin and diving through my body then soul.
I don't know what else to do...I've tried everything I can...All the possible way out but nothing.
But I have a little bit of hope though just for the sake of my broken self I'll hold on to that.
~Anonymous me🦋
My mind has become a dark cage I'm trapped in. The voices in my head are the only company I've got...my heart is being torn into pieces that can not be repaired.
My past
My insecurities
My anxiety
My depression are the ones caging me in.
I feel like the hope I have in my hands isn't strong enough to break them all at once.
It's so lonely in here, full of despair and misery, regrets crawling up my skin and diving through my body then soul.
I don't know what else to do...I've tried everything I can...All the possible way out but nothing.
But I have a little bit of hope though just for the sake of my broken self I'll hold on to that.
~Anonymous me🦋