Mental illness may feed of you, but you do NOT feed of mental illness. YOU were there before it and you will be there after it. It may take a while, it may take more than once, but all things that are worth it do. Keep breathing x #mentalhealthawareness
At the end of the day; the clock will still be ticking; the tides will go back in; the world will still be spinning; the trees will still be standing tall; the leaves will still be waving; the fish will still be swimming; caterpillars will still be transforming; dogs will carry on barking; cats will keep meowing; zebras will still have their stripes; shops will be opening in the morning; the sun will still rise after it's nap; the world will carry on and most importantly, you're still breathing. Don't let things stop you from living, because one day something will. Everything is going to be okay.
Don't ever dismiss someone for "being weird" don't ever do that because one day you're going to be stuck with such a bland someone with a mediocre life that you're just not happy with and you're going to find your uncontent self wondering what went wrong? So just stay weird
When your head is racing with negativity and nothing but It becomes hard to concentrate on the things that once kept you going But when you finally feel a little positive Within a matter of seconds Miliseconds The thoughts that made you want to die last night come rushing back It just doesn't seem like a measured balance
I don't care enough about myself to make an effort, But I do care about you, and the lengths I would go just to make smile is infinate and you need to understand that. So please don't judge me on how I treat myself because you're the whole universe in my eyes and I'm just a burnt out star.
It's when you sit there and realise how real everything is becoming and you get an overwhelming wave of realisation and devestation and you just sit there, completely numb and you realise that you literally have no idea what to do anymore.
Tell me what your worst fears are I bet they look a lot like mine tell me what you think about when you can't fall asleep at night tell me that you're struggling, tell me that you're scared, no tell me that you're terrified of life tell me that it's difficult to not think of death sometimes.
It's so strange how you can have the bestest and most amazing friends but you still can't quite tell them about the hurricane happening in your head because no matter how much you know they understand they still just don't?