“I’m someone who’s mostly dead inside but still has a little hope for something extraordinary, which, as I said, is the worst breed of human, because it means I know everything is bullshit, but that I secretly hope for the day when it might not be.”—Nick Miller (via wordsthat-speak)
This is why I refuse to give second chances. I was perfectly fine before you came into my life again. I was so hesitant to give you a second chance because I didn’t want to get hurt again but you promised it would be different and you weren’t going to hurt me. I wish you never came back. I wish you didn’t make me fall in love with you just to break things off because you weren’t “ready.” In reality that’s bullshit. You’re just scared and you don’t want to have to try anymore. You’re a coward and I hate that I still care so much about you.
“The truth is, if you don’t suffer from anxiety disorder you really wouldn’t understand.
You wouldn’t understand why it’s so hard for us to fall asleep at night because all you have to do is lie down, count to 30, and you’re sound asleep like a baby. It’s so much more complicated for us. We try to fall asleep but just because our body is relaxed, doesn’t mean our mind is. We can’t help but worry about conversations that happened hours ago. Replaying them over and over again, making sure that person knew exactly what we meant to say and hoping to god we didn’t forget something because we wouldn’t be able to sleep until they knew. We can’t help but worry about the future because to us, the future is what our present will eventually be so it has to be perfect.
We plan every day like we have endless business meetings. We unintentionally time ourselves to make sure there is enough time to do everything we planned. We are always on time, if not 10 minutes early.
Sometimes we flake on people. Sitting at home sounds so much better than getting lunch with someone you don’t really share any connection with.
If we have a boyfriend/girlfriend, we are constantly checking our phone to see if we have a text message. If they don’t reassure us everyday of their feelings for us, we instantly assume they have none. Sometimes we don’t know how to talk about our feelings and all we can do is sit there in silence hoping someone can help find the right mixture of words.
We have little ticks. Some of us bite our nails, peel our skin, pick at our faces, pull the hair out of our heads, eyebrows, arms, legs, etc.
A lot of the time, talking to people is what helps some of us. But talking to people who don’t understand anxiety only makes it worse. “It’s okay, just take deep breaths.” “Drink some tea.” “Try Yoga”
No. That’s not what we want to hear.
The truth is, if you don’t suffer from anxiety disorder then you won’t understand what you really need to say when we ask for help.
We need to hear “I understand what you’re going through right now is something you can’t control, but it’s okay because you are strong and you will get through this.”
Anxiety disorder is real and it is NOT stupid. If you suffer from it, you are not an idiot and you should never feel bad for feeling the way you do. The mix of emotions you go through every day may not be completely normal, but it is okay because you’re not alone. I am here and there are millions of other people who know exactly what you are going through.
You are still here for a reason. You are strong and you will get through this. Optimism is the hardest thing for us to practice but it is the best cure for anxiety.”—no one will read this
“The thing about an anxiety disorder is that you know it is stupid. You know with all your heart that it wasn’t a big deal and that it should roll off of you. But that is where the disorder kicks in; Suddenly the small thing is very big and it keeps growing in your head, flooding your chest, and trying to escape from under your skin. You know with all of your heart that you’re being ridiculous and you hate every minute of it. The fact that many people don’t recognize or have patience for your illness only makes everything worse.”—Ten years of experience (via punkasspoet)
The pic you just posted up with you and your bf, genuinely made me smile so hard. I paused and stared at it for a good minute or two. Kim, you and your bf are so cute. Esp the way you guys look at each other.
Omg thank you so much, this makes me so so happy :-)
“Love yourself —
when it’s fucking 2 a.m and you’re not even halfway through with your essay that was due last week.
when your mom is yelling at you because your grades are shit
when your dad comes home late smelling like booze
when your dog just died and youre the only one who took care of him
when your brothers girlfriend is cheating on him and if you tell him he’ll hate you
when you lost your best friend to someone you hate
when you think— no you wish that today was your last day,
just fucking love yourself because when every body is too busy trying to fuck up your life you’re the only person that can save you,
your life isnt some fucking john green novel, no one can save you but yourself.”—Anonymous (via highrapunzel)