Hidden Feelings: Failure
I look at myself in the mirror. I see all the flaws. I see how ugly I am. Tears fall because I know I’ll never be pretty. I’ll never be good enough. I cry harder. I scream to myself, “why am I like this!” I question myself, why, I’m the way, I am. I’m a failure. I’m ugly. Worthless. Useless….
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377. “Suicide is always on my mind and nobody knows it. I would rather people think I’m fine, it’s better than them knowing how much I hate myself.” – Anonymous
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The greatest weapon anyone can use against us is our own mind. By preying on the doubts & uncertainties that already lurk there. Are we true to ourselves? Or do we live to the expectations of others? And if we’re open & honest, can we truly be loved? Can we find the courage to release our deepest secrets? Or in the end, are we all unknowable, even to ourselves?
Revenge (Emily)
Depression is the most unpleasant thing I have ever experienced. It is that absence of being able to envisage that you will ever be cheerful again. The absence of hope. That very deadened feeling, which is so very different from feeling sad. Sad hurts but it’s a healthy feeling. It’s a necessary thing to feel. Depression is very different.
J. K. Rowling (via thedame)
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wow this
when my friends reblog this i get sad :c
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