my days are spent wishing I was in bed
my nights are spent wishing I was off this planet
Tracks
I feel like I’m falling apart
from the inside out
what if I don’t want to ride out the urges. what if I don’t want to wait for them to pass. what if I want to cut anyway.
what if I don’t want to give myself a break. what if I don’t want to be gentle with myself. what if what I believe about myself is true.
what if I hate myself. and what if that is ok.
Perfume was first created to mask the stench of foul and offensive odors…
Spices and bold flavorings were created to mask the taste of putrid and rotting meat…
What then was music created for?
Was it to drown out the voices of others, or the voices within ourselves?
I think I know.
Spices and bold flavorings were created to mask the taste of putrid and rotting meat…
What then was music created for?
Was it to drown out the voices of others, or the voices within ourselves?
I think I know.
If you are chronically down, it is a lifelong fight to keep from sinking
Elizabeth Wurtzel, Prozac Nation
At heart, I have always been a coper, I’ve mostly been able to walk around with my wounds safely hidden, and I’ve always stored up my deep depressive episodes for the weeks off when there was time to have an abbreviated version of a complete breakdown. But in the end, I’d be able to get up and on with it, could always do what little must be done to scratch by.
Elizabeth Wurtzel, Prozac Nation
yeah, and I don’t seem to be able to do that anymore
sometimes I want out so badly…
like right now
ITS OK…
pencil, colored pencil, and permanent marker drawing
(c) artlifehealing 2013
I feel like I’ve reached the basest of survival mode.
Therapy
Distraction
Cutting
And I keep asking myself, how can I build myself back up again, now, when I have been cut down to the core. How can I build myself back up again when I struggle to just make it through each day, each hour, each minute.
YOU ARE STRONGER THAN YOU THINK
pencil, colored pencil, permanent marker drawing
(c) artlifehealing 2013
