“Winds in the east,
Mist comin’ in,
Like somethin’ is brewin’ -
About to begin.
Can’t put me finger
On what lies in store.
But I feel what’s to happen
All happened before.”—Mary Poppins (via kasefacelynn)
my anxiety has drained me to the point of boredom, which honestly at this point is a relief. i’m sick of my problems. and i’m sick of worrying about problems that extend off my current ones. smaller ones that grow at light speed once i realize they’ve already dug their roots beneath my skin too….
I love when I enter a grocery store and see a sign telling me they are filming a television program and by entering I am providing consent for then to use any footage of me…. Because that’s totes normal…
“Years of living in the hope that what you’ll get will be better than what you have. Years of looking and feeling worse in the hope that you might look better.”—Chuck Palahniuk, Invisible Monsters (via timetravel-teacup)
it’s just so hard to explain how things in my head make so much sense to me, but probably don’t to anyone else…
and i just felt so bad… i know my therapist cares about me… really i do… and that makes it hurt…
i’m so tired right now… tired and sad… but thankful?
she suggested/brought up coming in wednesday… i don’t know. that’s even more of her time this week… that would be three sessions… i don’t know. i feel like i’m taking up so much of other people’s time when they probably know someone that could use that time more (or they themselves could)