OM SHANTI OM SONGS ARE FREE THERAPY ARGUE WITH A WALL
Maybe Barfi! is a tad bit overrated but it’s pretty and Ileana and Priyanka make me cry so I still love it 😭
cleaning my room with music on and windows open be like. this is the beauty of life. i’m so lonely. i’m beyond full. what am i doing? i’ve found the meaning of life
being anxious isn't always bitting the tips of your fingernails and having those bad butterflies in your stomach. having anxiety is more like sitting in your room in a ball silently crying because your mind won't slow down. not being able to control your thoughts and drowning in yourself sometimes. it's feeling alone so you shut yourself away from the world. looking in the mirror and not being able to focus on anything but the flaws you see in front of you. it's knowing you have nothing to be sad about but not being able to get out of bed in the morning. Hanging out with friends and not including yourself but seeing it as being left out because your too scared you won't fit in. It's uncontrollably shaking but not even a little bit cold. It's that feeling in your stomach that feels like an empty pit that won't go away. It, is me and I feel like !'m drowning :)
Something I learned last night is that if you type ‘mental health help’ in the tumblr search bar a message will be sent to you from @kokobot which connects you with people who will sit and listen to you. They aren’t therapists and it’s not counselling but it lets you talk to someone if you need to
(I usually don’t ask for reblogs but reblogging this may help more people get help with their mental health so it would be greatly appreciated if you did)
"romance novels" no that's a 300 page account of a man abusing a woman
#is this about me #fr
today i saw a reel that said "my life is like lara jean before she dated peter kavinsky" and that sums me up perfectly
Is death really the end
I find peace in death.
Dead flowers, dead bones, dead imaginary friends.
My misery is what I am.
But what is eternal, is the peace I find in the end.
Pov : a 22 year old just remembered he once had two months long summer vacations.
"I do not miss childhood, but I miss the way I took pleasure in small things, even as greater things crumbled. I could not control the world I was in, could not walk away from things or people or moments that hurt, but I took joy in the things that made me happy."
- Neil Gaiman