I can’t stop myself and to be honest I don’t know I want to….I’d rather be the weak one than the cruel one….

I suppose when u break up with someone the only thing you want to know is that they are upset too…because if you don’t know that it makes you feel like it was all fake and a big at joke to them…

Your in ur room, for the first time by yourself in almost a year…it’s dark, scary and worrying…no one is next to you anymore, no friendly face, no occasional quick breath on ur face or sweet kiss on your cheek, just nothing…

Black surrounds you and ur heart….the best you can do is try to close your eyes and dream of happy days and happy times….

It’s hard I know, especially when the scars are so fresh and raw….but you can do it baby! I know you can!

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Depression is humiliating. It turns intelligent, kind people into zombies who can’t wash a dish or change their socks. It affects the ability to think clearly, to feel anything, to ascribe value to your children, your lifelong passions, your relative good fortune. It scoops out your normal healthy ability to cope with bad days and bad news, and replaces it with an unrecognizable sludge that finds no pleasure, no delight, no point in anything outside of bed. You alienate your friends because you can’t comport yourself socially, you risk your job because you can’t concentrate, you live in moderate squalor because you have no energy to stand up, let alone take out the garbage. You become pathetic and you know it. And you have no capacity to stop the downward plunge. You have no perspective, no emotional reserves, no faith that it will get better. So you feel guilty and ashamed of your inability to deal with life like a regular human, which exacerbates the depression and the isolation. If you’ve never been depressed, thank your lucky stars and back off the folks who take a pill so they can make eye contact with the grocery store cashier. No one on earth would choose the nightmare of depression over an averagely turbulent normal life.

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Anonymous asked: <p>why do you say all this stuff about breakdowns and being heart broken when ur ex to like every question has said ur gonna be together again?</p>

I am heartbroken, but does that mean I’m going to give up on someone I love? This girl drives me fucking nuts. Like our connection is so intense, but things keep changing. One moment everything is fine and we plan on working things out and the next moment it’s like she’s ready to give up. I don’t understand why or what she’s doing to me. I don’t know things are so fucked up between us right now and honestly I have no clue if we’re going to end up together or not. I think she needs to figure her shit out before all that happens and I keep telling myself I’m not going to wait around for that because I shouldn’t have to but fuck…I love the girl. I can’t imagine myself being with anyone else. 

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