I’ve never been good with words, but I always wondered why people told me about their problems...
Maybe because I was always ready to give a hug, a cup of tea and an ear to listen.
“To be honest with you, I don’t have the words to make you feel better, but I do have the arms to give you a hug, ears to listen to whatever you want to talk about, and I have a heart; a heart that’s aching to see you smile again.”
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I wish life was as beautiful as these paintings....
I could literally be dying in front of my family and they’d still tell me to stop being dramatic and that I’m “perfectly fine” and that others have it “worse than me” etc etc
Fml
I know no one really cares buuut.....
.... I finally got the courage and talked to my GP about me possibly having ADHD.
I can’t believe I did it. I’m scared and nervous and I can’t really describe how I feel rn there’s so much going on in my head
Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God.
I’m scared
Also I’m booked for an MRI scan coz this back ain’t lifting shiiii
Sometimes when we’re thrust into a tragic situation in the face of cruelty, it seeps into our flesh and gnaws on our bones, causing the kindred spirit to wear away bit by bit, without a sprinkle of our knowledge. It then manifests in a moment of insecurity, like one was possessed. Therefore dear ones, we must kinder our spirits through all times. For, life is full of challenges and we must brave the winds and overcome them as we journey alongside it.