O luto é um processo mesmo estranho, porque achas que estás bem, que dói um bocadinho menos todos os dias, porque aceitas, fazes a tua vida normalmente porque ela continua, mas de repente, lembras-te que aquela pessoa já não existe mais e voltas a sentir uma tristeza absurda
Nobody likes you when you're depressed.
Plain and simple. We can talk all day about mental health and how important it is, but the moment you are depressed, people start to distance themselves. They see you as negative, a burden, and someone too heavy to handle.
i know i am no one’s favorite person or second or even third but each time that knowledge is revalidated i feel like the most worthless person to exist and wonder what’s the point in even trying
People do not care. They will hurt you & really go on about their lives. Not even slightly affected about what they did to you & how you feel. Regardless if it’s friendships, relationships or family