Psychiatrist: if you get worse or can’t handle it anymore call

Me: *gets worse*

Me: *doesnt call*

Psychiatrist: *month later* how’re you

Me: great

Funeral // Phoebe Bridgers

Yall this whole being alive thing is stressing me out

— Yū Miri, Tokyo Ueno Station

diagnosed with woman in her twenties disease

this blog may contain sensitive content (its me im sensitive)

*writing in my diary using a glitter gel pen* I'm losing my sense of humanity

never forget the time I told my therapist I had a tumblr and she thought it was a gay dating app god bless you sarah

not to be dramatic but i will never be comfortable with my physical appearance

You can apologize for how you handle your feelings, but you don't need to apologize for feeling them.

There is nothing wrong with a genuine emotional experience.

im obsessed with self improvement *continues to rot*

we made it to friday but at what cost

so is anybody else unbearably sad