A heartbroken Cancer doesn’t apologize for their feelings – they just allow themselves to feel sad in order to heal in a healthy way.
Embrace the relapse for what it is: a fragmented memory about someone who once loved you. Allow yourself to give into it and then let it go.
What I know is that I’m destined for bigger things but I’m stuck on what I have to do. Where should I start and how? It just scares me that maybe I’ll still be in this rut for the days, weeks, months and years to come.
I learned grief doesn’t just go away, I learned that grief Is natural and it has to be managed carefully and accepted as a part of your life.
In a world without depression, I wouldn’t be a master of pretending. The simplest of things wouldn’t exhaust me. If I didn’t have depression I wouldn’t go through those weeks where I avoid human contact at all costs.
Why do we do this to ourselves? It’s like we are in a love story with rejection.
She thinks time, space and distance are for the best but how could anything that hurts this much be for the best.
The people who seem happy, are, sometimes, the saddest of all.
And everyone tries to say things like everything happens for a reason.
Sometimes a really pretty song will play on the radio while I’m driving, and I’ll get goose bumps that actually hurt and a thumping heart and blurry eyes. There are no seconds or minutes or hours to infinity. Just there, I am just there, right there.