Negative self-talk is a popular defense strategy against shame, failure, and weakness. It’s also an impenetrable wall between you and contentment.
Because I want to fall in love again to prove myself wrong.
The pain is what makes you a stronger, bolder, and wiser version of you. The scars they stamp on you will serve as reminders from the toughest battles you survived.
The thoughts were endless, and they were gnawing at my core, breaking me apart and spreading my insides across the floor for me to just stare at, void of feeling.
I’m done trying to put the pieces together. It’s like a puzzle. I can’t find the one piece that’s supposed to give me the answer.
We all have experiences we struggle to put into words. Whether that be heartbreak, loss, mourning, or internal battles, it’s a common theme among all of us as humans.
As much as possible, I try to look at mental illness as just that – an illness. Not a personality trait. Not a definitive factor. But a health issue that needs to be addressed. A problem that ought to be solved.
As someone who has suffered from mental illness for a long time, I understand people feeling weary about sharing their feelings with friends and family.
you bask in the darkness
only to let yourself fall
beneath the surface.
The love that we have for each other makes me think of our future. And that thought is enough to keep me going.