haven’t posted much in a whiile but since a friend had me follow I decided why not. And since I’m on here I just want to say I miss the summer. Being able to sit on my porch and breathe in warm air and when it rains, watching the rain pour and dance in it.
this is really selfish but
why can’t mental illness be like any other kind of sickness where you go to hospital and your loved ones come and give you flowers and tell you that they love you and hold your hand and make sure you get better
why doesn’t that happen instead of awkward silences and embarrassing tears and messy bedsheets and a bunch of other stuff no one actually talks about
w h y
I can’t find a single selfish thing in that.
I feel ya on that one.