do you ever get in those moods where you don’t feel like reading and you don’t feel like being on the internet and you don’t feel like watching a show and you don’t feel like sleeping and you don’t feel like existing in general
tbh the worst thing about being a self aware mentally ill person is that people assume that because you understand your illness you’re automatically able to actually apply your knowledge to your life and cure yourself
Do I know my brain isn’t making the most sense right now? Yes. Can I stop it? No.
Can you believe that “Treat yo self” from Parks + Rec became so iconic that people now use it as an excuse to plunge themselves into debt
it be like that sometimes
me: [facedown on the floor] listen everything is totally fine
Me reassuring myself: it’s really ok you dumb bitch
job interview: we need HAPPY, MOTIVATED people!!
my depressed ass:
“What do I love most about you? You make me laugh. God, you make me laugh. And I don’t mean a little chuckle or titter or giggle or snort. I mean the kind of laugh that commands and consumes you. The sort that booms and bellows and spreads like wildfire. The kind you can feel in your soul.”
— Beau Taplin
this is beautiful
me (not caffeinated): anxious
me (caffeinated): anxious, but faster
english teacher: why is there so much conflict throughout history?
me:
Someone: “Hey! How’s school going for you-”
me, beating my depression with a stick: not today you emo fuck
Kinda wanna have sex
Kinda wanna sleep for 12 hours
Kinda wanna eat 2 large pizzas
No one truly knows the real me. I spread my life in bits & pieces across the board between people I’ve met throughout my life. Some know my secrets, some know about my past, some know about my heartbreaks, some know about my successes… but no one knows everything.
my two moods
