Holy hell, thank you so much.
Thank you for being my shoulder to cry on, when I have my bad days.
Thank you for being the one to laugh until our stomach hurts together.
Thank you for being the good person who understands when I need time to myself.
Thank you for being my friend on my crazy days.
Thank you for not giving up on me when everyone else did.
But mostly… Thank you for being a true friend to me when my depression gets the best of me and relapsing gets the best of me.
Because you say to me “That’s okay. We’ll start again.”
Thank you, for just being you.
I only have 4 moods:
- fuck this
- fuck that
- fuck me
- fuck you
I empathize with the above, but I have an additional 4 moods to add:
- fuck yeah
- fuck no
- fuck my life
- fuck everything
and don’t forget the inevitable
- fuck it
and for those who have just given up
this is beautiful