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I will be walking for the AFSP (American Foundation for Suicide Prevention) this Fall & would greatly appreciate any donations of any size for this worthwhile cause. Those who have lost loved ones because of suicide, have attempted, know of someone who has attempted or has died of suicide, keep in mind that suicide can be prevented. Please, donate because no donation is too small. Reblog, share, and like in order to raise awareness for this cause. Thank you. 

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But things work out, you know. Even if it doesn’t feel okay for a long time, or even if it feels like things will never be okay again, everything works out in the end. Lauren Morrill  (via serendipitousromance)

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virare:

the best part about being in your 20’s is slowly caring less and less about what people think of you and surrounding yourself with good people

the worst is that I’m broke

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If someone were to die at the age of 63 after a lifelong battle with MS or Sickle Cell, we’d all say they were a “fighter” or an “inspiration.” But when someone dies after a lifelong battle with severe mental illness and drug addiction, we say it was a tragedy and tell everyone “don’t be like him, please seek help.” That’s bullshit. Robin Williams sought help his entire life. He saw a psychiatrist. He quit drinking. He went to rehab. He did this for decades. That’s HOW he made it to 63. For some people, 63 is a fucking miracle. I know several people who didn’t make it past 23 and I’d do anything to have 40 more years with them.

anonymous reader on The Dish

One of the more helpful and insightful things I’ve seen about depression/suicide in the last couple of days.

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Most of the pain you’re dealing with are really just thoughts… ever think of that? (via sexclution)

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zootedboy:

*black couple living in a haunted house*

wife: the house haunted

husband: we out this bitch

*everybody lives*

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Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things like books you’re reading and trips you plan on taking and relationships that are springing into existence. Or fading from your memory, which is far less exciting. And suddenly you just don’t feel at home in your skin or in your house and you just want home but “Mom’s” probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened everyday and arms that were never for anyone else, but just to calm you down when you started feeling trapped in a five-minute period where nostalgia is too much and thoughts of this person you are feel foreign. When you realize that you’ll never be this young again but this is the first time you’ve ever been this old. When you can’t remember how you got from sixteen to here and all the same feel like sixteen is just as much of a stranger to you now. The song is over. The coffee’s done. You’re going to breathe in and out. You’re going to be fine in about five minutes.

The Winter of the Air  (via fuckinq)

this seriously fucked me up right now

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I’ve never fallen so hard for someone in such a short period of time. And even though I promised myself I wouldn’t risk the chance of getting hurt again, for some reason when I’m with you, it all seems worth it. (via riavioli)

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A little damage makes people more interesting, right? Catherine Hapka, Something Borrowed (via annnielo)

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A tired that sleep won’t fix. Six word story  (via wreckers)

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A body can only go 4-5 days without sleep, but I’ve gone years without rest. i can’t hear anything over my racing thoughts // charlotte geier (via my-h-e-a-r-t-s-not-in-it)

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I’m not sure this is a world I belong in anymore. I’m not sure that I want to wake up. Gayle Forman, If I Stay (via dead-and-scarred)

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thorin-and-twerkteam:

emotional abuse is when someone does something to hurt you, and when you express your feelings, that you’re upset, they turn it around to be something you did to hurt them and they force you to apologize for it, and your feelings, like always, are rendered invalid and silenced, forever damaging the ability to trust others with your feelings because they always are used against you.

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Trauma permanently changes us.

This is the big, scary truth about trauma: there is no such thing as “getting over it.” The five stages of grief model marks universal stages in learning to accept loss, but the reality is in fact much bigger: a major life disruption leaves a new normal in its wake. There is no “back to the old me.” You are different now, full stop.

This is not a wholly negative thing. Healing from trauma can also mean finding new strength and joy. The goal of healing is not a papering-over of changes in an effort to preserve or present things as normal. It is to acknowledge and wear your new life — warts, wisdom, and all — with courage. Catherine Woodiwiss, from ‘A New Normal: Ten Things I’ve Learned About Trauma’ (via alchemy)

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slomps:

"I’ll get up earlier tomorrow"

*doesn’t manage it. Again*

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