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they told me more than once reach the light at the end of the tunnel, but i keep replying the same; i like to hide in the darkness around me even if it kills me that would be an A+
light doesn’t exist, it’s merely a place where darkness is temporary absent because of some flash of continuous electricity.
death so beautiful and so peaceful you are honestly confused why others fear it. yo don’t fear it because you got nothing to keep hold into and nothing to lose anymore after all you have already lost everything you could have lost. and you desire to gain nothing.
You’re such an edgelord
The first part I thought: there was a time I us to look into my fathers eyes
What really sucks is when you try to help friends that are hurting like you were. You feel like you should know what to do, since you’ve been there, but all it really teaches you is there’s not much you can do.
Just standing by their side speaks and helps more than you know.
You can endure. Keep going through the darkness until the light appears. But nothing can make the darkness go away until it does.
This is so completely true!
This! Thank you.
Sad to think when you first think you have no future and 10 years later you prove yourself so wrong. But still if i saw my old self it would sound so ludicrous
I’ve left a number of comments here to the effect that depression can be overcome, that you mustn’t give up hope, that although it may not feel like it now life is worth living, etc. When you’re depressed all such advice sounds trite, cliched, and naive. It certainly sounded that way to me.
Needed this today, thank you. Good comments too.
I always saw it as pain. Nothing relieved it. No escape. No reprieve. Sometimes, what kept me going was the suspicion/fear that I would only end up in more pain.
But at least I could have a nap. Didn’t always make it better, but I didn’t have to hang around for all of it.