IL MIO FORZA...

whatever makes my heart skip a beat.

My ability to be me.

Lately, and by lately I mean in the past year, I have found that my ability to be me has been compromised. I am not as productive as I want to be. I am not as confident as I was. I am not able to find joy in life. I am not me.
Idk what to do about this. I have tried throwing myself out there. Tried not being alone, hoping that being around other people would make it easier to get myself going again. I have tried reflecting on myself and trying to figure out why I have been feeling this way.

It sucks when your friends and family finally notice these things and they say something to you. It sucks that I don’t know what is going on, and how to pull myself out of it. But I am not going to stop trying. I want to be me again. I want to love myself again. I want to feel normal.

To put it simply - you have disoriented me.
Falling in love with you was like being thrown into an ocean at night.
It kisses my skin and it engulfs me, and I’m so light it feels like I’m flying, but I’m left with nothing that I need.
I don’t know which way will give me the air I need and which way will send me down further into the abyss.
Everything is chaotic
Everything is soothing.

— jenn satsune (via ohsatsune)

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Like most misery, it started with apparent happiness.

 Markus ZusakThe Book Thief (via feellng)

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