I no longer have the energy for meaningless friendships, forced interactions or unnecessary conversations.
I think the saddest people always try their hardest to make people happy
because they know what it’s like to feel absolutely worthless
and they don’t want anyone else to feel like that.
This time last year I was unemployed, broke, and suicidal.
Today, I just got the keys to my first house.
Give it time.
Needed this today
when you hear people preach that it gets better, they aren’t joking. if it’s not better yet, it will be.
this post could literally be saving lives rn and that is why i love this website.
that random moment when you suddenly remember someone who is no longer in your life and it feels like a knife through the chest
Do you ever put on an outfit and then think “wow this would look so much nicer if I wasn’t such a fat piece of shit” because same
Marya Hornbacher (via anditslove)
I love this
The problem is that you don’t just choose recovery. You have to keep choosing recovery, over and over and over again. You have to make that choice 5-6 times each day. You have to make that choice even when you really don’t want to. It’s not a single choice, and it’s not easy.