Jessica Luna; Here is my life.

sad-ists:

kinda bitchy is my thing

passive and sarcastic is my thing

not often caring but getting social anxiety is my thing

they are all my things

Ever wish you could just tell someone what they did to you? How they fucked up? Knowing they deserve it, but not being able to say it because of fear.. well fuck.

The worst part?

He was the only person that understood my depression. The ONLY one. And now he’s gone. No one understands. They may say they do. But they don’t. You can’t understand until you’ve felt this way for years and there’s no reason. You can’t understand until you’ve felt that emptiness in your chest even when you’re happy as fuck. You can’t understand until you try to live normal and everything you try goes to waste. Like every aspect of your life is affected. Until you look at your life and realize its your anxiety, and your tears, and your fears, and your past, and your school, and your friends, and your family, and your nights. When everything is totally fine and you still feel it… And so far I’ve come across only one person who I’ve come across who understood or cared enough to try. And he’s gone. Because of his own depression.

THINGS TO DO WHEN YOU NEED TO TAKE YOUR MIND OFF THINGS/CALM DOWN/WHATEVER

therealniccage:

-Go through your sock/underwear drawer and organize it
-Crochet
-Wash windows
-Vacuum
-Do laundry
-Organize a desk or drawer
-Clean out the fridge
-Go to a dollar store and read all the funny greeting cards they have
-Light candles and watch them
-Take a bath
-Organize a bookshelf
These are just things I do to calm myself down. Feel free to reblog and add your own tips!