That’s the thing. There doesn’t have to be a reason for it. You can be perfectly healthy, perfectly fine, in a beautiful city with some lovely people – and then BAM, it hits you, just like that. There is no safe place. You can’t escape this, it follows you around everywhere.
It feels like there is no way out. And you know that’s illogical, you know that if you just hang on another day or two then things might improve….but it doesn’t feel like that.
Common sense doesn’t matter when you feel like this.
talking about depression (via vanillatwilightwallflower)