Because that's the thing about depression. When I feel it deeply, I don't want to let it go. It becomes a comfort. I want to cloak myself under its heavy weight and breathe it into my lunges. I want to nurture it, grow it, cultivate it. It's mine. I want to check out with it, drift asleep wrapped in its arms and not wake up for a long, long time.
Stephanie PerkinsYou should show encouragement whenever you can. People try harder when they know that someone cares about them.
Stephanie PerkinsI've always thought the best relationships are those that are as happy and content in silence as they are in action [...]
Stephanie PerkinsI am hard on myself. But isn't it better to be honest about these things before someone else can use them against you? Before someone else can break your heart? Isn't it better to break it yourself?
Stephanie Perkins