Steady as she goes, be wary not to get winded, while walking in the wind.
It’s like a T.V. you can’t turn off, a never-ending movie, and you’re the star.
I’ve embraced the darkness that has enveloped me and used it as my light.
Finding small flickers within the confines of my dark days are what keep me balanced.
Being depressed is not a choice! Our coping mechanisms are not always a choice either. Cutting or self-harm is a coping mechanism.
Everyone is different. Everyone suffers differently.
Each breath seems to push the feelings further into the endless black pit hidden within the body.