My Melancholy Days

“I began to understand that suffering and disappointments and melancholy are there not to vex us or cheapen us or deprive us of our dignity but to mature and transfigure us.”
― Hermann Hesse, Peter Camenzind

Time for a new start with a different approach.

WTH was I thinking?

I cannot even begin to describe the enormity of my mental and emotional problems. I should have stayed single.

depressingly-broken

depressingly-broken:

I am nothing worth remembering,
and I am trying to be okay with that.

(via simplisticweight)

Cymbalta by ~zombie-puppies

My absolute life-line and my worst nightmare all wrapped up into one little capsule.

arylon

Anti-Depressants

arylon:

I hate how much power one little pill has over me…
How much I need it to just function…
How much my life spins out of control when I don’t take it…
How empty I become when I do…

(Source: Spotify)

Gunna take ya away from harm…

(Source: Spotify)

Somewhere Only We Know by `ArhcamtIlnaad

Need

by ~texasrtr78

Everybody needs somebody.
Who do you need?
What do you need?
What does it feel like?
To touch? To communicate?
Does it bring comfort? Peace?
Do you look out and long for the connection?
Do you hide instead behind the oak tree?
Hoping. Waiting. Wishing.
What must that feel like?
To touch hearts. To feel.
Does your heart break with the sensation?
Does it fill a void?
The power of it tugs at your emotions.
Pulls at your mind. Your heart.
Who knew it was this strong?
When did this start? Where?
How did I end up here?
Don’t run. Stay. Stay.

Melancholy by *Pika-la-Cynique