Living for moments of happiness #SuicideOnTheBrain #grayarea
I’m always told that I have to live for myself , love myself before I can be loved, but I’ve never been able to live for me or love for me. I’ve always had to find the little moments of excitement and joy to make it to the next day or even week. I’ve never been able to love myself either. Here lately I’ve noticed that I’m truly living for the next thing in life it could be a makeup purchase or it could be a concert, camping trip or ect. This has left me feeling guilty that I can’t find better reasons to live. Which makes me more depressed. Then it makes me feel unworthy and the cycle has continued again. Will it ever end? Will I ever feel okay?