in every way

I hope my absence brings you the peace that my love couldn’t

Something about depression and suicide that I don't think people get is that it's not like you spend most of your time like "god I just really wanna STAB myself right fucking now" or something. It's more that the energy it takes to care about staying alive under hostile conditions causes such extreme burnout that you're like "man, I just wanna go to bed, kinda forever." I feel like most of suicidality isn't that active.

Holding on gets harder and harder everyday and I don’t really see myself having a future.

I am waiting for the day when I am happy that I did not die when I wanted to. I wait for the moment when all the pain makes sense and all the scars have been worth it

It’s easy to feel invisible, but if you disappeared so many people would notice and care. The neighbors who always see you walk by, the shop owner or the cashier at your grocery store, the dog next door that likes to bark at you, the person at work or school who’s still working up the courage to talk to you, the friends you think forgot about you when you lost track of each other, the babysitter you had when you were four. You have touched a million lives in perfect little ways. Do not underestimate your importance in this world, you deserve to be here and you are wanted here.

nobody talks about the fact that you can have all this crazy shit in your head, and want to open up and talk about your feelings but no matter what, you just can't make out the right words and properly put your thoughts and emotions into words