joking aside, we hope you're okay.

and remember: tears are healing.

it will be spring soon and we will get better

the scary part about getting better is that there's this constant fear that things will go back to what they once were

i cannot hate myself into a version of me i will love.

i cannot punish myself in any way that will unmake the past.

This is brilliant!!!!!!

i just wish it was easier. like. in general

you are not a wasteland you just need ibuprofen and a hot bath and a shower and a nutritious meal and some water and some fresh air and to do something productive and to do something creative and to do something that takes physical exertion and to do something social

This too shall pass but like holy fuck

honestly, it’s hard. we get it and we always hope for better days. 🩵

i think there's lot more beauty in trying than some may think. there is beauty in trying to make others feel understood, in trying to make others feel seen, in trying to make others feel loved. effort means a lot.

here is your gentle reminder that there are dandelions growing through cracks in the sidewalk. there is a fence lizard on the porch who is growing a new tail. there are trees growing through an abandoned house, branches tearing through the ceiling, ferns carpeting the floor. there is life pushing forward, pushing through. 

I don’t know who needs to hear this but grief is so much more than just something you experience when someone dies. it’s okay to grief opportunities and time lost. people you used to know. people you used to be. relationships. ways of living. places. your childhood. you can feel grief over so many things and it’s okay and real and seeking help is okay too, you’re not being disrespectful.

“feeling like a person again” collection

the person reading this is going to survive the rough patch they’re going through

can someone please be proud of me like fuck I’m trying

reblog to let prev know you’re proud of them