I have an amazing family.
A roof over my head.
Food on my table.
Amazing friends.
The opportunity to go to college.
I have nothing to complain about. My God has always been faithful. And even in my darkest moments, when I feel alone, I look back at everything He has provided and I have so much to be thankful for.
I can never stop thanking Him.
This reminds me of the most terrible feeling.
When your pain is tangible. You can reach out and touch it. It’s everywhere, consuming you. You don’t even realise how long it’s been eating away at your insides until you finally cave in and crumble helplessly, crashing, spiralling down, hopeless. The terrible tightening in your chest, the constriction of your lungs, the deep, shuddering breaths in as you try to hold back the inevitable- then you break. Now comes the painful, wracking sobs, screaming silently, your damaged self seeping out through the cracks that you flimsily repair each time you fall apart. But this time, those cracks have split wide open, leaving gaping holes in your being. You wail for a long time, weeping pitifully as you cry yourself a pool of self-sympathy, until you are empty, benumbed, turned inside out.
(Source: v-edo, via cutsandscarswillhauntme)
(via lahhdeedah)
My mom laughed at me when I gave her my christmas list and demanded that I make a new one.
Now i have no idea what to put on it. Ideas?
I just googled “college christmas trees” and I found some gems that needed to be shared
and my personal favorite
dying.
(Source: stevejinks, via simplysweetcarolina)
I’ve screwed so much up. And I feel like this break is going to suck.
I don’t get to go to my favorite place in the world. I don’t get to see my favorite person. I don’t get to see my kiddos. I don’t get to catch a freaking break.
I’ve been crying like non stop lately. I’ve been sad, like really sad. Not quite sure why anymore.
I’m tired of who I’ve become. I’m tired of my life.
I need a change.
The fact that I probably won’t be going to my favorite place in the world in a month is killing me inside.
I’m sad and all I want to do is see the snow.
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