I think the worst part about being depressed and having manic days is when you have to pretend to everyone that you’re “good” when they ask how you are.
Y’all - please snap, call, text, messenger, GET AHOLD OF ME if you need to go somewhere and you are under the influence of alcohol. I am always awake at night and I will get up to come get anyone to ensure they get home safely. I promise !!!!
This makes me so fucking sick. I leave my phone on loud every night just in case someone needs a ride. IDC if it’s 3am. I’ll come get you. Don’t fucking drive. If you don’t have anyone to call. DM me and I’ll give you my number. It’s not worth a life.
Wow - extra big shoutout to my stress levels for weakening my immune system and letting me get sick as fuck. WHAT AM I DOING. WHY AM I ALWAYS SO STRESSED OUT.
Forever stress booking myself tattoos 😂 I’d rather feel the crippling pain of being inked than the pain I feel just waking up as myself every morning 🙃