First, you’re drunk. Then you remember that today is just a ghost that’s haunting you. It happened, and yesterday’s ghost won’t let you forget.
1 out of 5 people experience a mental illness. I am sure you have seen this statistic a lot this month.
We are from the same place, but we’re both gone from there now. The place defined by it’s proximity to better places, a nameless suburb shoved between the wealthy ones on the lake and the skyline that gives it value.
Other people don’t like it when we are genuinely not okay. It makes them uncomfortable. And we live in a world where it has become completely unacceptable to make other people uncomfortable.
Weird. Crazy. Odd. Quiet. Not normal. And we judge. We judge so much that they are unable to beat what is inevitable to some of them.
The negativity at the back of your mind reminds you how worthless you are and how right now, good luck seeing good in anything.
I will keep living my life how I want to live it – helping others and writing great things. And nobody can stop me, especially those that try to make me feel bad about myself
Tell him he has a piece of you
and you’re not sure how it happened,
but you’re so glad it did.
It took me several months to figure out that there was something wrong with her. It was a long-distance relationship, and a lot can hide behind text messages.
When you’re in a manic episode, it’s delicious. And I’m not sure if that’s something I’m supposed to say. I should talk about the struggles of this disease. I should tell you it’s a dangerous cycle (it is) and to take medication (you should see a doctor). This is when I’m supposed to wish for a “normal” brain. This is when I tell you how hard it is.