A true friend watches you bloom and doesn’t resent the sunlight.

mental illness is not a switch you can turn on and off.

when they find outyou have a mental illness, they’ll treat you like glass and anticipate you breaking at any given moment.

you are not wasted stardust. do not collapse into yourself.

you are a natural phenomenon—not a natural disaster.

when the tides of life toss you around, learn to be shaped by the highs and lows. you will emerge weathered but wiser.

you used to find refuge in me but now you’re swimming against the current of us.my desperation grows more teeth trying to make you stay and ripping the sinews of my heart.

i no longer wait for the seato whisper your waves back to me...

the art of letting you go hasn’t been a graceful one.

harden and soften me. flood and quench me. break me like a levee and take the shapeof my heart.this is healingfrom the bottom up.