"Depression is such a cruel punishment. There are no fevers, no rashes, no blood tests to send people scurrying in concern. Just the slow erosion of the self, as insidious as any cancer. And, like cancer, it is essentially a solitary experience. A room in hell with only your name on the door."
How do I stop giving more than what I’m getting? Feeling super empty lately. ._.
I’m excited for the weekend, I need to get out of this funk.
"Do you have the patience to wait until your mud settles and the water is clear?"
-Thích Nhất Hạnh (via purplebuddhaproject)