Do relationships really make you happier?
A sparkling December has passed, and an upcoming lonely February fills me with fear.
You could have been the light in my life and I stopped you from getting in. I am so sorry for making you pay for what I did.
All of the sadnesses along the way are just progress until the end.
Try telling me I am not my disease on a day I’d walk through fire just to feel anything, or on a day I imagine what it would be like to sit at the bottom of the ocean and be drowned in its silence.
The people who got out of these dark times before you weren’t better than you, or stronger than you, or less burdened than you. They felt weak and sad and like they were barely hanging on – just like you. BUT, they kept going.
They don’t know that sometimes a smile is the only way to hide your pain and sometimes it’s the only way to show that you’re not broken inside.
The days are shorter now, but the nights are longer and you appreciate that. Beauty requires contrast, and light requires darkness for its existence.
You’re ‘expected’ to swallow the hurt and the pain with a smile.
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.