My thoughts have destroyed me more than blades ever could.

I dunno

You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream.

https://sharpwittedquotes.com/

For my entire life, I’ve always felt like the odd one out. I was always the kid who got left out, the last one to be picked at recess, and the one who wasn’t invited to sleepovers. I learned how to change myself into the person that got picked for things, the person who was invited to all the parties, but the more I became that person, the more I lost who I truly was. Now, I just feel like an imposter wearing a shiny, idealistic mask but I’ve worn it for so long that I’ve lost who I was before. When I remove the mask, I am nothing. I never gave myself a chance to become someone. I playacted at being who I thought I was supposed to be instead of just being me. I’m so very lost and I don’t know how to find myself. I don’t even know if there’s a self for me to find.

Momento mori

Depression is like forgetting how to fly, but missing the feeling of it. Depression is wanting to function so badly, but your brain and body just tell you that today you have to give them a break. A break to lick their wounds, to shush themeselvs, to try and make some sense out of eveything around you. Inside you. Depression can make you see black, white, and all the colors in between. There is no time involved. There are no seconds running around. There's just void. And as peculiar as it sounds, sometimes the void is full of feelings. Repressed ones, released ones, running around, houling, scratching, jumping, ripping you piece by piece. And sometimes they get out of control and they make you toss and turn, and sometimes they're silent and still for a little while. And you learn to live with them. Live with the void. Live with the feelings. And at some point you even learn to love it all. Love the void. Love the feelings. Love the silence, the stillness. Love the tossing and the turning. And some mornings you tell your brain << please let me function today>>.

"today i can't." stilness. silence. void.

The person you see in the mirror is the hardest person you have to please in this life.

And the only one.

i wrote my final note again, for the first time in 10 years last week.

i wrote my final goodbyes again, for the first time in 10 years last week.

i wrote my final wishes again, for the first time in 10 years last week.

i wrote these things down with tears in my eyes, knowing there would be people begging me to stay.

i wrote these things down with a hollow heart as i agonized over all the ways people would miss me.

i wrote these things down in a journal, a journal no one knew i had, a journal no one would think to check.

i knew i could leave with no words.

i knew i could leave and everyone would understand.

You don't think in depression that you've put on a gray veil and are seeing the world through the haze of a bad mood. You think that the veil has been taken away, the veil of happiness, and that now you're seeing truly.

Andrew Solomon

An art project I am working on ❤️

It’s going to say :

Every day you are still here,

Is a day,

Depression did not win.

Keep fighting ;

#projectsemicolon

SO YOU MEAN TO TELL ME THAT THIS WHOL-

"The link between vitamin C and mood might seem surprising, but people who have vitamin C deficiency often feel fatigued or depressed."

#drinkyourvitamins

I hope everyone heals soon 🌱

Here are your pretty flowers

🌹🌸🌻🌷🌼💐🪷🌺

For trying each day.

Be not afraid of going slowly, be afraid only of standing still.

https://sharpwittedquotes.com/

Numb

I started to numb the bad feelings, the ones I didn’t want, but no one informed me the good ones would disappear too…

I realised I didn't give enough of myself to the world. And so I had to give more.

Because I simply couldn't handle myself in large doses.

😢😢😢