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Sometimes being bipolar is so damn difficult that I can't help hating myself; just wishing I could be like everyone else, that I could have normal days with normal emotions. But I can't be like everyone else and so I cry.

Sometimes being bipolar is so damn difficult that I can't help hating myself; just wishing I could be like everyone else, that I could have normal days with normal emotions. But I can't be like everyone else and so I cry.

Some many people suffer in silence, i know i did. Sometimes that quiet person who never talks to anyone really just needs a good friend to talk and cry with. BE THAT FRIEND THEY NEED.

Some many people suffer in silence, i know i did. Sometimes that quiet person who never talks to anyone really just needs a good friend to talk and cry with. BE THAT FRIEND THEY NEED.

This was what I found so hard about trying to overcome my depression. I could explain what I gelt or why I felt it and it was making me more depressed. Thank god for my fiance or I would never have pulled through. I am thankful everyday for the effort he put into bringing me back and helping me to regain the person I once was.

This was what I found so hard about trying to overcome my depression. I could explain what I gelt or why I felt it and it was making me more depressed. Thank god for my fiance or I would never have pulled through. I am thankful everyday for the effort he put into bringing me back and helping me to regain the person I once was.

Dude, it's true. Except I make the conscious choice to die in those dreams. Because I am always taking the place of people I love.

Dude, it's true. Except I make the conscious choice to die in those dreams. Because I am always taking the place of people I love.

(4) Tumblr sorry I just had to post this cause I'm kinda sad. I don't even know why, but idk. This is really true though.

(4) Tumblr sorry I just had to post this cause I'm kinda sad. I don't even know why, but idk. This is really true though.

But you don't even begin to understand. My best friend died of sucide, wish I knew what she was thinking. .......

Broken? - Chapter Two:

when you think you're important to someone.. and you not.. you never were cause that someone you found to be a heartless, back stabber in the end.. You were just part of his game.!

when you think you're important to someone.. and you not.. you never were cause that someone you found to be a heartless, back stabber in the end.. You were just part of his game.!

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