"Depression is such a cruel punishment. There are no fevers, no rashes, no blood tests to send people scurrying in concern. Just the slow erosion of the self, as insidious as any cancer. And, like cancer, it is essentially a solitary experience. A room in hell with only your name on the door."
"One day I told him if he ever stops loving me just leave, I woke up the next day alone."
× (77/365) by (KJ)
"Just be honest with me or stay away from me. It’s not that difficult."