Maybe it’s just in America, but it seems that if you’re passionate about something, it freaks people out. You’re considered bizarre or eccentric. To me, it just means you know who you are.
You are allowed to grieve the years you lost to mental illness. You’re allowed to be mad that it happened to you. You’re allowed to pine after the person you might have been had it been different. But don’t let that get in the way of your growing into your new self and following a wholly new path for your life.

(Source: acheloi-s, via lildeadprincess)

11 months ago
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When my ED suddenly decides that a communion wafer is a fear food

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11 months ago
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Finally finding someone who understands you have unique needs and finds ways to actually help you

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(cannibalistic—integrity)

11 months ago
55 notes

Trying not to get frustrated when my family sees “still sick” instead of “making progress”

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11 months ago
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When my lab results come back

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11 months ago
78 notes
Our fears are more numerous than our dangers and we suffer more in imagination than in reality.

Some days I feel like I can totally handle it and then some days I feel like I’m walking on a tightrope and I’m losing my balance. Because you’re human and you have good days and bad days and up days and down days and that’s just kinda how it works. That’s why writing songs helps me get through all that

(Source: swiftbeautifultragic, via id-ratherbeheard)

10 months ago
670 notes

When someone asks if my anxiety is “gone” yet

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11 months ago
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