I’d love to live near the ocean. Or the mountains. That’s where I want to end up, somewhere near there. One or the other. Let me hike and walk, EVERYWHERE!
That mental health is treated as a joke. I feel ashamed half of the time to talk about it because I feel that no one takes it seriously. Today, is a bad day. It’s taking a lot of energy to even smile and talk. I’m exhausted and I’ve done nothing to warrant that. My pride will probably kill me. I’m too proud half of the time to go to the doctor and seek help because I don’t want to talk about it anymore and I don’t want medicine to determine my happiness. I don’t want to wait months or maybe years to actually find the right medicine. Which shows how ridiculous this is. Like, I’ll take some medicine to get rid of this strep throat but I won’t take it to get rid of this anxiety/depression I’ve been living with forever.
I’m probably mostly afraid that the medicine will work, but once it wears off I’ll be worse off than I am now because I got so used to feeling normal. My problems will still be there when the medicine is gone, so 💁.
Crying openly makes you stronger and wetter.
Anonymous said: you look ugly as fuck in your sidebar imo
I am beautiful no matter what you say. Words can’t bring me down. I am beautiful in every single way. Yes, words can’t bring me down. Oh, no. So don’t you bring me down today.