Me: Makes Joke About My Depression Even Though It Hurts

Reblog this for suicide prevention.

I Need to Get Out of My Fucking Head (via cartomaniac)

self discipline is so hard like. i know the sucker who's in charge...a pushover who hates authority and loves hedonism

me, trying to accept the fact that i’m mentally ill and as a result impaired in my function: but….. i’m… probably… just lazy. a bad person. i simply need to pull myself together and that’s it

Me practicing self-care and good habits even when the depression is on max volume.

Have you ever tried to have a good time or just tried to distract yourself but then suddenly you feel the sadness in your chest coming back and every second it gets heavier and even if you try to hold it back but you never win. So you‘re just there feeling how you slowly get empty again. This makes me want to appreciate those little moment of happiness no matter how long they last because sadness is always ready to take it away.

(-deepthoughtsvibes)