Stop beating yourself up. You are a work in progress - which means you get there a little at a time, not all at once.
Unknown (via onlinecounsellingcollege)


Using psychiatric medication doesn’t make you weak or unmotivated. It doesn’t mean that you are using it as a crutch (a phrase that is ableist, btw). It doesn’t mean you’re “co-dependent” on medication, whatever that’s supposed to mean. It means you have an illness, and are treating it in a way you see fit. And anyone who criticizes you for treating your illness in the way you choose, without harming anyone, can fuck off. 

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And if you call me at 4 am, too sad to even say hello, I will listen to your silence until you fall asleep. If you need to cry I will not wipe your tears away because you are only human and sometimes tears are as close to laughter as you can get and that’s okay. If you get sleepy I will let you drool on my arm and I won’t laugh at you if you snore too loud. If you need to yell so hard that your voice cracks and your knees fail I will hold you up and yell with you. If you get so angry you punch your hands red I will ice your knuckles and tell you that wounds heal both inside and out, and just like the cold that is harsh and burning, I will always be the warmth to soothe you and make you feel better. I will love you.
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It’s nice to have things to look forward to.
Stephen ChboskyThe Perks of Being a Wallflower  (via her0inchic)

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And I understand. I understand why people hold hands: I’d always thought it was about possessiveness, saying ‘This is mine’. But it’s about maintaining contact. It is about speaking without words. It is about I want you with me and don’t go.
She was always holding my hand (via laceypanty)

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The sun stopped shining for me is all. The whole story is: I am sad. I am sad all the time and the sadness is so heavy that I can’t get away from it. Not ever.
Nina LaCour, Hold Still (via larmoyante)
There’s really no shortcut to forgetting someone. You just have to endure missing them everyday until you don’t anymore.
Unknown (via hefuckin)

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