I thought I could manage my depression on my own, without anyone's help. I never thought I would actually reach this point. I thought I love myself enough to not cut myself. Lately I've been having thoughts, or should I say feelings(???), of self-harming. In my case, I cut myself without the intention of actually killing … Continue reading Pain just feels right
After my last post, which I believe feels heavy to read, I'd like to share to you a really nice and inspiring song. Just listen to it when you're feeling down and I'm sure it's gonna help you feel better. I personally am very thankful I discovered this song. This has been helping me to get … Continue reading You’ll Make It Through SOMEHOW
I am writing this to ask for help. So please comment if you think you can. Earlier today I got a letter I never hoped or wanted or expected to ever read. It's a suicide note, posted in tumblr, with my name mentioned in it, from a very close friend. I read it knowing she … Continue reading I just read a suicide note
I hope I never wake up after I sleep tonight.
I always considered myself as an independent and confident person. I never thought of myself as someone who needs somebody else's opinion to continue doing my own thing. I didn't need or want other's validation. I thought I loved myself enough to just keep on being me. Well, yeah, I love myself just the way … Continue reading On Loving Myself
Feel the pain, burst in tears.What words can't say, let your tears explain. Build walls and let no one in. Shut your eyes, cover your ears. Cry... and scream... your heartache and sorrow and distress, the emotional torture you face. Fill the room with your pain. Cry, until you cannot breathe. Cry, until you drown in … Continue reading Let It Out
I've always envied those people who are privileged enough to reach the goals they've been always sure they wanted. Those who want to pursue music and have money to buy quality instrument and enroll in music classes. Those who want to pursue art and can afford to buy those expensive art materials. Those who want to pursue … Continue reading Lost and Never Been Found
I've lived long enough with anxiety, I thought it was normal. [I've lived with it even before I learned the word and its meaning.] Growing up, I was constantly told by everyone that I was "too shy"or "too quiet" and I have to talk more and play with kids of my age. Being the shy kid … Continue reading Overcoming Anxiety