don’t call the cops
learn to fight
travel with friends
carry items that can be used as weapons
I caved. Bought some ritalin. Used it three days in a row.
And now I’m paying for it.
Whyyyyyyyyyyyy am I so dumb?
Spontaneously opening up to people doesnt work.
“How are you?” They ask.
“Doin good. How are you?” They expect.
“I cant describe how I am. I’m not happy, or sad, or mad. I’m just.. breathing.” You reply.
And then it’s gone. The conversation is over.
Dont bitch about people being fake when you reject the ones who are genuine. If you dont know what to say, thats fine. Say that. Be honest. Silence is like a fucking dagger to the chest when someone finally gets the courage to drop their guard for you.
I don’t think people realise how hard it is to re-discover the person you were before depression or even try to remember your own personality
It is never too late to turn on the light. Your ability to break an unhealthy habit or turn off an old tape doesn’t depend on how long it has been running; a shift in perspective doesn’t depend on how long you’ve held on to the old view.
When you flip the switch in that attic, it doesn’t matter whether its been dark for ten minutes, ten years or ten decades.
The light still illuminates the room and banishes the murkiness, letting you see the things you couldn’t see before.
Its never too late to take a moment to look.