Because nobody is coming, the rescue boats aren’t on the way, and your prince charming isn’t going to come.
The difference was, I meant it.
I am still a human being, and still, have love and hope. My depression doesn’t make me broken; it makes me human. It makes me vulnerable.
We spend so much energy trying to make something work, rather than realizing the opportunities that are right in front of us.
Think about how far you’ve come.
Am I crazy for not moving on? For having hope?
It is always a battle, but it is about finding the people who can help with it.
If you are lonely, take the time to look around at what you do have, not the people but all the things you have to be grateful for.
Once you become really self-aware, in every aspect of your life, you are able to put things into perspective.
I know how silly resolutions can be, and also how quickly we forget about them.