Depression is a disorder of mood, so mysteriously painful and elusive in the way it becomes known to the self—to the mediating intellect—as to verge close to being beyond description. It thus remains nearly incomprehensible to those who have not experienced it in its extreme mode.
No matter how you feel… Get up. Dress up. Show up. And never give up.
You don’t need another human being to make your life complete, but let’s be honest. Having your wounds kissed by someone who doesn’t see them as disasters in your soul but cracks to put their love into is the most calming thing in this world.
If you do not trust someone, you do not have the capability to love them to the best of your ability, because what is it to love someone you don’t trust? Nothing. You would constantly be questioning yourself and them and their actions and that is not the definition of love. Love is knowing someone completely, and not having to doubt anything or be misled or question anything in them, because you love them.
You cannot love someone without trusting them for the same reasons. If you love them, you trust them with your heart and mind and soul, because that is what you give them by loving them. You are trusting them to care for you and not break your heart, and if you cannot trust them enough to do so, then you do not love them.
Learning to let go should be learned before learning to get. Life should be touched, not strangled. You’ve got to relax, let it happen at times, and at others move forward with it.
I’m not where I need to be, but thank god I’m not where I used to be.
How long has it been since someone touched part of you other than your body?
The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd; the longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible; nostalgia for what never was; the desire for what could have been; regret over not being someone else; dissatisfaction with the world’s existence. All these half-tones of the soul’s consciousness create in us a painful landscape, an eternal sunset of what we are.