If that second chance does come by, I promise that I’ll never let you go again.
Tonight I don’t want to be OK, I don’t want to be fine and I don’t want to tough it out or be a fighter. I want to let my emotions win tonight, I want to set them free and I’m not going to numb them. Tonight I don’t want to be numb. I want to be sensitive and fragile and too much to handle.
It took me a long time to realize that it was okay to break down. Breaking down is part of healing and it should not be stigmatized. It is simply not NORMAL to never cry, or express emotions, or feel sad.
Depression is the girl who laughs the loudest at the jokes you tell and her smile is usually the brightest. You see, depression is not easily detected.
Depression is not one size fits all. Depression is not something to be ashamed of. Depression is not kind. Depression lies.
Know that what you’re feeling is not unnatural. It is not weird. It is not unjustified or something to feel ashamed of.
I took my cat to the groomer for the first time and had to leave him there for three hours.
Depression is something to be coped with over time. So please don’t tell us “it’s not that bad” or that we should be happy because we have good lives.
We regret our eagerness, how caught up we get in the dream of being saved and cared for, how often we fall into the trap of making someone else our world.
I listen to this cat every night in my alley crying her soul out. She starts at 2 and doesn’t end until 6. I listen to her the entire time. I don’t know whether she is hungry, if she is lonely or if she just wants someone to hear her, so I listen.