Never apologize for burning too brightly or collapsing into yourself every night. That is how galaxies are made.
— Tyler Kent White (via allwereallyneedisweed)

I can feel your breath,
I can feel my death

The thing about an anxiety disorder is that you know it is stupid. You know with all your heart that it wasn’t a big deal and that it should roll off of you. But that is where the disorder kicks in; Suddenly the small thing is very big and it keeps growing in your head, flooding your chest, and trying to escape from under your skin. You know with all of your heart that you’re being ridiculous and you hate every minute of it. The fact that many people don’t recognize or have patience for your illness only makes everything worse.
— Ten years of experience (via punkasspoet)

The fact that I still have anxiety over the littlest things is so annoying and this explains it perfectly

(via thesescarswillremain)


me: (worries about all the things I haven’t done yet)
me: (still doesn’t do them)

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