Patience wearing thin,
sick of the let downs and of every other fucking thing.
it’s back with a vengeance and in my chest I can feel it burning.
I might just flip, might just quit,
say ‘leave me the fuck alone’ to all of you and ‘shut the fuck up’ to all your bullshit.
It’s okay to feel as though you are finished with life, with people and with trying – for short periods of time. But do not allow the negativity in your world or your poor headspace to dictate whether or not you will continue with these things, because they’re awfully important in order to feel happiness. And though it can feel like happiness is nothing but a far-fetched idea at times, it’s so important to keep chasing it.
If you don’t actively work to feel happy, you will never feel it. You can’t sit on your ass and hope for good feelings because it simply doesn’t work that way.
Everything is a choice. Everything is just a matter of perspective. And you can choose to shift your perspective and seek the emotions you truly deserve, or you can wait, wallow and achieve nothing but a negative outlook.
I always wondered why happiness eluded me for so long. I thought to myself, how can others be so oblivious to everything, so sickeningly unaware of the pain in life? How could they simply get by living in a state that I had never once felt?
I asked myself these questions and others of the like for so many years, for as long as I can remember.
I guess I was spending too much time focusing on how other people could be happy and I couldn’t, and not focusing enough on shifting my perspective as I went along for the ride.
But one day, it shifted. This was not a small shift in perspective – this was a kick in the ass from my own damn self, an uproar within me. This was a wake up call, pure and simple.
I’ve been wasting my time. Too many years spent negative, and for what? What does that really accomplish, that sort of negativity? I guess the change in perspective taught me that positivity is the only way that you’re going to get through the shit storm that is life with mental illnesses. And if you happen to be armed with a positive, open mind, you can beat anything.
For the first time she was breathing in every single one of life’s glorious, beautiful opportunities. And with each breath she realised what she had been missing out on when it felt as though she was choking.
There once was a girl so scared and weak.She dreamt of death, of horror and lived in a world in which no one could hear her speak.
Ever so frightened she took the world on head first, she knew it could blow up in her face, but still, she didn’t expect the worst.
“Things will work out, things will be fine.”
She said she just needed a little more time.
Shouted and fought with all her will, she kept her hopes high and took every god damned prescribed pill.
She bided her time and forged her internal might.
And all that mattered now was that she eventually rose above and realised she’d won the fight. above and realised she’d won the fight.
I thought in losing a dear friend I wouldn’t be the same,
thought it’d cause my heart to ache.
But instead I flourished,
instead I found myself.
I want to reach into your mind (don’t fret, I’ll be kind)
Pluck apart your notion that you’re not good enough (I’ll do anything it takes, even if it’s tough)
Start a different thought pattern for you (I just never, ever want to see you blue)
I’d do these things with all my might (and I won’t fail, for it’s within you I see the light)