“Swallowing pills that aren’t made for my soul.”

When I love, I love hard. It almost killed me the first time.

Choosing myself, knowing I’ll be fine.

I prefer to suffer alone because then I can’t hurt anyone.

Don’t feed yourself up with personal growth tips when you are not ready for it.

The only person that needs to believe in you, is you.

Write clean and dirty.

Healing is important but that does not mean your life has to stop.

I’ve never been so lost and it feels like I’m drowning.

Living with scars caused by self harm is not a shame.

The things that made me feel dead, made me feel alive again.

Seeing yourself through the eyes of others makes it easier to love yourself.

I thought the friendship was all about love, but it turned out she poisoned my soul.

The people who love you will see through the walls that you’ve built up and will love you even more.

He reminded me of all the things I always wanted that I had just forgotten.

The storms are coming and you need to be prepared.

Let the inner child play with you.

If you trade your authenticity for safety, you may experience the following: anxiety, depression, eating disorders, addiction, rage, blame, resentment, and inexplicable grief.

Love is a serious mental disease.

I don’t find anything upsetting or gross or degrading about fighting with a mental illness: Bipolar or Schizophrenia.

I’m trying very hard not to connect with people right now.

Sometimes I feel like I’m not solid. I’m hollow. There’s nothing behind my eyes. I’m a negative of a person. All I want is blackness, blackness and silence.

I don’t care about anyone, and the feeling is quite obviously mutual.

Mental pain is less dramatic than physical pain, but it is more common and also more hard to bear.

Please, I want so badly for the good things to happen.