So this really sank into me, even though I’ve seen the movie and this gif plenty of times before. J tried telling me how I could happy last night. I thought I’d get mad but I kinda of don’t have any feeling at all about it. People without depression, without anxiety, without a mental disorder will never in a million years understand what our brains generate. We don’t even understand. We do the things we’re told to do to “get better”, but I know myself and others usually come to this point: What if I never get better?
(Source: ldarknessl, via cokes-and-snickers)