feel

you’re going to love again, find a job again, create art again, do what you love again, feel powerful again. you’re going to be back on track. i don’t know when, but you are going to feel like yourself again, eventually. this isn’t the end. hang in there.

don’t forget to write in ur journal u guys .. she misses you

[ID: a light brown rabbit under a blanket with black text in the corners reading “it has gotten better before / and it will again”. /end ID.]

im always like hehe im so smart i will avoid shame by never doing anything ever but then i feel ashamed of not living and it turns out i didn't escape any sort of discomfort i just traded it in for a less rewarding kind