I know that a forest is made up of individual trees, but when I look at a forest, all I see is a forest. And that’s pretty much the same when it comes to my outlook in life. I just look at the bigger picture and summarize everything I see with pure feeling and intuition. Because I learned that when I try to make sense with tiny details of information—it kills me. And it’s really a challenge for me to live in a world filled with so much logic and explanation that it kills my own morals and perspectives in life—which gives life for me less meaning and beauty whenever I am faced with its harsh realities. Because sometimes I forget that bad things happen in this world whenever I think of it as a place filled with love and beauty.
Sometimes encouraging words are the last thing I need. Sometimes I just need to be held in silence like I’m the softest thing in this world.
to the conversations you have
with your soul when you are traveling
those are the most
important conversations you will have
on this earth as you wander the paths of a city
to help you remember
and to help you understand
once you get home of all the things you have already
That is all I need in a friend: someone who I can be comfortably sad with.
If I fail to be happy with myself that doesn’t mean I’m a negative person. I’m kind, I’m warm, and I’m aware of the places in me that needs a little more work. I just get a little bit sad sometimes for no reason at all, but you still can be happy with me. I’m still me despite my depression.
I’m still loved despite my depression and that alone keeps me alive.