They say the first step in recovery is admitting you have a problem. When it comes to people, I like to think that the first step is admitting that you’re not okay.
There are small occurrences that remind me my heart has not completely died. It has shut off for a while, but it is just waiting for the right time to start up again.
I think this could be something really wonderful but we’re not going to know unless both of us take a risk and jump. I will stand here and make you a promise that I will look out and catch you.
Is it selfish to silence your opinion because you want to still be in good graces with your friends? Is it selfish to constantly want your friends to be happy with you all the time? I’m not sure, but it definitely sounds that way when I really sit and think about it.
I may not be with anyone, but I’ve got enough self-respect to know that I deserve someone who values me. I don’t deserve someone that treats me so appallingly, and neither does she.
We are all scared. We are all, at some moment in time, paralyzed by fear. But sitting in the corner, too terrified to move, does us no good.
Music brings you home, music helps you find yourself, and music can heal you and help you in ways you never thought possible.
Let music take a hold over you that you wouldn’t normally allow, because it will heal you more than you think.