still i rise
• erin/20/ca •
laughing with you plucks the anxiety out of my heart, you are a gift to my lungs.
• • •
you came out on the other end.
you were always you.
• erin/20/ca •
laughing with you plucks the anxiety out of my heart, you are a gift to my lungs.
• • •
you came out on the other end.
you were always you.
the number one indicator that you should see a therapist is thinking “hmm, should I see a therapist?”
I want to make one thing clear that I don’t think a lot of people even realize: you don’t need to be mentally ill to see a therapist. You don’t need to have experienced serious trauma or be deeply unhappy or think your brain is Up To Something in a Major Way to benefit from therapy. If you just want help sorting through your feelings, dealing with heartbreak, or venting your fears about the future, you can talk to a therapist! It’s allowed! It’s encouraged!
also yeah the best feature tumblr has (or lacks, i guess) is the inability to see other people’s follower count. not knowing how many followers anyone has makes this site more fun it’s easier to pretend we’re all just like, hanging out in a cave together.
When you start feeling nostalgic for things you weren’t even enjoying while they were happening it’s like..could you get a little dumber if you tried
“i used to count the days that we were apart. every infinitesimal moment seemed far too long for me to go without you. i used to wonder what you were doing, all those miles away; if you were thinking of me. i would make up endless conversations between us: our figures washed out by fuzzy morning light as we lay in bed. at times we’d do nothing but admire one another, as if we had forever to simply stare and memorize. i used to carry these daydreams in the crevices of my heart. now, i can’t quite remember the sound of your voice.”— you were my lover once, i think//e.t.
me: remembers how willem called jude ‘judy’
me: cries for the better part of an hour
