I have learned to love myself.
So what if I have anxiety attacks?
I am well aware, yet I feel as though it makes me better myself. It let’s me know I care about every detail of my life.
Yes, I get depressed and have gone in to the deepest and darkest parts of my mind. Yet I find peace with myself after I collect myself and analyze what my mind was telling me to do.
You may call me crazy, but it’s only because you’re afraid that I’m near your deceiving words you call the truth. so sure, I’m crazy. Fuck it.
I do me the best way I can.
"Mad was the last kid I saw and he was asleep. He was 3 months old and they put him in my arms and he stayed asleep and they put him in the bath and he stayed asleep and I thought he was narcoleptic or something. Then he opened his eyes and just stared at me for the longest time and I just stared at him and I started crying and he smiled. And it wasn’t that he smiled that he liked me, it was just that I hadn’t held children in my life and I was always considered so dark and I always had so many things that made me feel like maybe I shouldn’t be somebody’s mom because certainly the world has an opinion of me and I’m not so sure about myself and am I gonna be the best mom? So the fact that this little kid seemed at ease gave me the courage to feel like I could make him happy. And so we became a family right then." — Angelina Jolie
(Source: becketts, via moodyfaggot)
It makes my insides laugh when you expect affection after putting me
"I don’t think there’s anything sadder than when two people are meant to be together and something intervenes."
"Please be careful with me. Sometimes I just get sad and I don’t know why. I’m sorry."
you know that unexplainable sickish feeling where youre not really sick and you dont really have a headache but you just feel wrong and you cant get comfortable or find something that youre really into but you kinda feel too ill to sleep or eat its like your body saying “i dont know what i want you to do but this isnt it”
Hey friends, this is a symptom of anxiety.