Find me in bed, ignoring text messages and scrolling on Tumblr
The Woodchuck country is a rolling pine forest that burned in 2008. Some say it’s boring to hike here, but the pines are tall, and trails are soft, and they lead toward some of the most remote wilderness in the Sierra Nevada Mountains. John Muir Wilderness, Western Sierra, California, USA. Photo by Van Miller
some of you never gave parks and recreation a chance because you have a superiority complex about the office and it shows
2019 isn’t going to be any different unless you actually put effort in to change it
My brother was diagnosed with depression years before I was, and because of that he started therapy years before I did.
I still remember when I was a young teen and he was playing a Nirvana song and he stopped it at this one line: “I miss the comfort of being sad”
He told me that when you start to get better, there’s a part of you that misses being sad and that if you start feeling that way you have to be extra extra aware and careful because if you indulge the feeling you’ll go down a self-destructive spiral
And even though that was years and years ago, I think about it all the time. Especially when I’m reading discourse on the idea of getting so attached to mental illness as an identity that you don’t want to improve things because you feel safe in it and don’t know who you are without it
I always think of that line “I miss the comfort of being sad” and my brother’s warning
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