The Splendid Thing About Falling Apart Silently…Is That You Can Start Over as My Times as You Like.
The Wax Drips Down…
Leaving A Trail,
She Did Not Notice the Cracks…
That Used to Leave Her A Trail.
She was powerful not because she wasn’t scared but because she went on so strongly despite the fear.
The blight gently blew over her like a whistle, soft at first and then gently suffocating her. She wanted to give up by sleeping but she chose to fight.
The sun is alone too but it still shines and the reason we struggle with insecurity is because we tend to compare our behind the scenes with everyone else’s highlight reel
“Soak Up the Views. Take in The Bad Weather and The Good Weather. You Are Not the Storm.”
Before I ask you to sit with me, I must be able to sit with myself,
Before I ask you to accept my pain, I have to accept the pain myself,
Before I ask you to love me, I have to be madly in love with myself.
A bird sitting on a tree is never afraid of the branch breaking, because her trust is not on the branch but on its own wings. Believe in yourself!
The greatest thing in the world is to know how to belong to oneself because you don’t get into something to test the waters, you go into things to make waves.
If the silence does not kill you the way people assume all is well without asking to find out, then depression won’t. Depression is not about having no friends; it’s about having friends that don’t care.
No one wishes to have dark days, sleepless nights, grumpy mornings and this endless dark tunnel with no sign that it will ever end. Depression is not a choice.
Relationships are like glass. Sometimes it is better to leave them broken than try to hurt yourself putting it back together.