i have quite literally no right to feel sorry for myself, like, ever. as i sit and write this, i am in a ridiculously cute (and unnecessarily expensive) coffee shop an hour away from home after spending the day wandering around an art museum by myself and enjoying the complete and utter joy that is… Continue reading portrait of a lady doing her best
i’ve toyed around with trying to decide if i really wanted to write this all day today and if i wanted to share personal experiences, but i feel like it’s something that needs to be discussed freely and openly. that subject is suicide. as of writing this, it is still (barely) september 10th, which is… Continue reading the pursuit of happiness
depression. anxiety. ocd. adhd. these things are their own entirely separate entities, but all sharing the same shame that come with them. no one goes around proudly flaunting their anxiety or wear a t-shirt saying “kiss me i have depression”. having any sort of mental illness is something that people try to hide and pretend it doesn’t exist because that’s… Continue reading what is mental health?
not too shabby 