A day of worry is more exhausting than a day of work. ~John Lubbock
That’s sweet , and I’m grateful but, how can you miss me when you don’t know me?
Goodbye world. I’m sure you won’t miss me.
You’re too kind.
I’m feeling rather shit today. What a surprise..
When people say: It gets better. I just nod and smile, counting in my head the amount of times I’ve heard that sentence. The amount of times it felt like it was getting better, only to be faced with a worse scenario- a deeper and darker depression.