The reason I didn’t tell people things quickly was because I hadn’t found the magic words and that’s when I knew I needed to be a writer.
You don’t owe anyone an explanation for being who you are. Some people will never understand depression; they will never understand how you can go from being completely fine to feeling so empty. They will tell you to ‘cheer up’ and to ‘get over it,’ but I know it’s a lot more complicated than that.
Realize that parts of you were once the centre of a star, the heart of a burning light.
Know that you are, quite literally, part of an endless cosmos.
A heart that has never been broken is not as strong as the heart that has.
If that isn’t a metaphor for life, I am not sure what is.
Remember, you are not a vessel of sadness; you are not a lost cause. Do not run away this time. Do not flee. You are standing in front of a boy who sees every phantom within you, and he has chosen to stay, to fight.
Positivity: I made it this far.
Where are you in the midst of all the storms we brave?
The worst thing you could do for the person you lost is to stop living your life, stop growing.
It’s time to take your love back from those who hurt you; from those who never understood how to protect someone who cared as deeply as you did. It’s time to take those pieces, the shards of heart and hope, from the hands of those who do not deserve to hold them any longer.