In silence, we make room for self-awareness and the ability to be in control of our actions, rather than under their control.
This is really tricky, but just because you feel a certain way — an unspecified tension in the air, a quickened pulse, whatever — doesn’t mean that it’s true.
Mental illness does not mean being “crazy.”
It’s easy to stay in your room and watch Netflix all night.
1. You nervously misspeak during simple exchanges. The waiter says “Enjoy your meal” and you reply, “You too!” An acquaintance asks “What’s up?” and you say “Fine, and you?” 2.
“I could go to a fortune teller. What if they tell me that I am going to die?! Or worse, what if they tell me that there’s no good news?”
There are no words. Just anxiety.
You won’t know how much your life sucks if you take a pill that prevents you from knowing it.
You ever feel like you’re not doing anything important with your life and all you want to do is make sure each breath you take is contributing to something bigger than yourself and you’re maybe making just like, a speck of difference in a world of specks that form together some kind of ridiculous thing called life?
Everything you do — even just walking the hallways at school — gives you the impression that everyone around you is looking at you, judging how you look and how you act.