Sally

“The sky was so blue I couldn’t look at it because it made me sad, swelling tears in my eyes and they dripped quietly on the floor as I got on with my day. I tried to keep my focus, ticked off the to-do list, did my chores. Packed orders, wrote emails, paid bills and rewrote stories,
but the panic kept growing, exploding in my chest. Tears falling on the desk
tick tick tick
me not making a sound
and some days I just don't know what to do. Where to go or who to see and I try to be gentle, soft and kind,
but anxiety eats you up and I just want to be fine.”
― Charlotte Eriksson

“I wanna go away until I'm gone. It takes so much less energy to not exist than it does to exist and get burned.”
― Neil Hilborn, Our Numbered Days

“since I’m still here, I have to act as though I meant to be here. Once it snowed, and it wasn’t that I felt great, because I felt awful, but awful is better than nothing. Depression wasn’t an endless grey sky, it was no sky at all. I’ve got to go somewhere. I’ve”
― Neil Hilborn, Our Numbered Days

“I'm not going to tell you how to live your life, but maybe you should listen to your feet when they tell you to run the fuck away. Maybe you should get out of here, then get out some more.”
― Neil Hilborn, Our Numbered Days