My Reasons to Keep Living When It Hurts to Live
When I wake up each morning, I am reminded of the chronic illness I face.
Topic: depression
When I wake up each morning, I am reminded of the chronic illness I face.
If I don’t present this way then I’m not depressed. If I don’t do this thing then I’m not anxious. If I don’t try to kill myself then am I really even sick at all?
Within art, there is a safe space where it is OK not to be OK.
If only we knew that the hardest days have the most potential to be healing ones.
For those in search of a crystal ball, the bad news is you can’t predict your future.
There’s this phrase I keep seeing when a tragic and usually surprising suicide makes the news.
Without connection, our souls whither. We long to be known.
You don’t deserve to be alone, and you don’t deserve to feel the pain of isolation.
Our walks together are more than moments of movement. They’re reminders that I’m alive.
We can’t control how we feel sometimes.
Some of us are reaching or have reached the point of burnout.
The things that helped me survive.
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