I Didn’t Understand Mental Illness Until I Was Diagnosed With Depression
I never fully understood what depression was and what it does to people. But to be more precise, I didn’t want to know because it didn’t matter to me.
a 20-ish year old dreamer, wonderer and wanderer of life and love.
I never fully understood what depression was and what it does to people. But to be more precise, I didn’t want to know because it didn’t matter to me.
It’s difficult going from seeing him several times a week to “when it’s better”. And you start to wonder if the heart really grows fonder even if you can’t be certain when that distance will close.
Let her go through it but keep her in your arms for however long it takes for her to redeem herself.
Love starts to affect you in all sorts of ways.
Everything suddenly makes sense.
Letting the walls down feels like I am naked more than I’ll ever be.
You realize that you didn’t sign up for any of the hurting
What if I don’t get a bumping into him scene in a cafe? What if I don’t even get a stealing someone else’s cab ride moment?