How did my life become this monumentally fucked ? I mean I always have some sort of problems here or there but I’m so stressed it’s not even funny . I’ve dug myself into a hole. My life is becoming more and more fucked up by the second . I don’t know how to fix it . And I mean nothing is easy but I’m trying to make things better . I have a new man in my life and I’m starting to think he’s part of the problem . My friends aren’t really being friends and my work life is draining me . I need help in so many ways that I keep wondering if it’s even worth it. Is anything even worth it . I’m not sure . I’m sinking back into a state I don’t wanna be in. I can’t even smoke weed to feel better . I’m drowning.

sincerelymady:

There’s this girl at my school and she’s really nice and I remember sometime last year at one point she would carry a clicker around and click it everytime she had a happy thought/something good happened/she laughed etc.
It was always kind of cute how you’d just hear the little click every once in a while throughout class it always made me smile knowing that it was bc something made her feel happy idk

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• my 18 year old brother while standing in the ocean: there's so much water

aha-itsme:

This post is for all of you who have survived the urge to end your life, either coming out the other side or still fighting to stay alive. 

I noticed how when someone has a physical illness such as cancer, and they come out the other side or even remission, they are able to celebrate surviving. I think all of the survivors of being suicidal should too.

Congratulations, and keep on fighting.

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