Donnerstag, 16. Februar 2017

Down there

Hab ich schon erwähnt, dass, weil ich beschlossen habe, wieder wie früher zu schreiben, dieses Ding hier nun ziemlich chaotisch werden wird?
Das ist kein Tagebuch, sondern ein "every-moment" Buch.
Sowas in der Art^^
Weil ich alles, was mir spontan gefällt, hier sammeln möchte, so wie früher.
Egal ob Texte von mir, von anderen, Lieder, Bilder, Dinge.. alles.
Also falls ihr nicht mehr durchsteigt: Macht nichts, tu ich auch nicht :P

“You have no idea what it feels like. To look around you and feel nothing. You don’t know what it’s like to feel like you will never be happy again. Even if there’s not some big crisis going on. When you know objectively that you should be happy. You can’t possibly understand what it’s like to look at your friends and family and be absolutely, 100% certain that they would all be better off if you weren’t there. And all you want is to stop it all. Stop the pain, the emptiness eating you alive. And you just continue to spiral down until all you can think about is how it make it all just go away. Then you start to think that you’d be doing everyone a favor by taking yourself out. And you are convinced that no one will even be sad. In fact everyone will be happy to have someone so stupid, fat, ugly, and useless out of the way. That or no one will even notice enough to care.” Yuuri sat down after his speech, utterly drained.

[...]

The fight with depression and anxiety are lifelong battles, but with friends and family by your side it doesn’t have to be something you face alone."

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