Woman: (as man walks in) I can’t believe how drunk you are. Man: (obviously drunk) I am not drunk. Woman: Yes you are! Man: I am not… fucking drunk. Woman: Can you tell the time? Man: Yes… (Turns to the clock on the wall.) I am not… fucking drunk.
no other person on this planet was made for you, they were made for themselves. love is all about choices. no one is going to be perfect for you, and i think we need to stop raising everyone on the belief that someone out there, just one other person in the whole world, was “made for you” because it isn’t true. no one is made for you, besides you. other people belong to themselves. if you want to make it work with someone, it’s about hard work, understanding, compassion, communication, and choice
Depression and Anxiety is like radiation. There’s always a little bit of it in the background but not enough to kill you. Then once in a while you get a free trip to Chernobyl.
do you have that one lyric where you mentally prepare yourself
and when it comes on you break loose like a storm and sing it as loud as you can and you feel so alive.
❝I’m sorry that sometimes I am difficult to love. I don’t mean to be… I try so hard not to be… but there are some things about myself I just can’t change no matter how hard I try.
I know that sometimes it seems as though there are two different people inside me and the person who leaves for work each morning is not always the same one that comes home… but please know that it’s not you. It’s nothing you’ve done wrong, it’s nothing that you’re NOT doing that you should be doing… it’s me.
I wish I could explain to you what goes on in my head… why I pull away and get distant sometimes… but the truth is it’s a mess in here and a lot of the time I’m just trying to figure it all out myself.
I can’t explain to you why things trigger off my anxiety’s at random, or why sometimes I lock myself away and won’t want to see anybody for weeks. I can’t explain to you why there are times I need to be alone. Just know that it’s a need to be alone - not a desire to be away from you.
I’m not asking for you to understand because you’ve never lived my life and been through the things I’ve gone through that make me the way that I am – so you’ll probably never be able to understand even though I know you try… I suppose, more than anything what I’m trying say to you is that although it may not feel like it sometimes, I really am trying. I’m trying so hard every day but sometimes there are going to be days when I fail… So when it feels like it’s one of those days, please remember that I’m trying and if you just hold on, I will return to you, like I always do.
So please… don’t give up on me.❞
