Dreams-led-me-here-somehow - Things That Caught My Eye

If you can't handle me at my worst (really bad) then you don't deserve me at my best (slightly less really bad)

I hate that depression can just say "fuck you, I'm taking your senses"

Like, obviously not the whole sense, but it can just decide that from now on until some undetermined time it can make any taste bland, any sensation boring, like it just washes out anything interesting about the senses and traps you in the purgatory of "somewhere in the middle"

I'd rather have overwhelming hatred, sadness, anxiety or anything really, instead of genuine apathy for even my senses, my experiences.

new game plan called shield yourself at all times and never let anyone in . this will have no repercussions

Wdym drinking choccy milk and eating funny little fruit yogurts "isn't enough to reliably sustain me"???

Devastated rn