"it’s about who you miss at 2 in the afternoon when you’re busy, not 2 in the morning when you’re lonely."
"It’s so difficult to describe depression to someone who’s never been there, because it’s not sadness. I know sadness. Sadness is to cry and to feel. But it’s that cold absence of feeling— that really hollowed-out feeling."
"One time, I took more pills than I can remember and accepted I’d be dead within the hour. Don’t ever call me weak."
This hits hard
two years ago this happened to me. i took too many sleeping pills and felt my body convulsing, i was crying because it physically hurt. and i was okay with it. i didn’t scream out for help. today, i feel ten times better, it gets better.(via neversatiisfied)
Omg well done