This song isn't about sticking by someone who is playing you, it's a song about how yours and another person's mental illnesses/conditions can warp your mind. This is a song about frustrations regarding dealing with all of this. The weeks of no talk when you're trying to be there but don't get acknowledged.
I'm more patient than my emotions like. I know we have our own issues in life, and I don't want to throw mine onto others.
Being made to feel bad when you have an exam or something else stressful enough the next day, it doesn't help when someone lays down more stress on your table.
Putting my issues in perspective with other things, it doesn't cancel out whatever I have, nor should it. We all have our own issues that have meaning regardless of the fact there is always someone going through worse.
It’s April, Autism Awareness Month and I want to this year give awareness about how damn hard it is creating and keeping friendships when you have Autism or any seen/unseen disability and/or mental health condition, by doing exactly that, or at least do what I can to try and do that.
Life is tough, and it gets tougher every breath we take, but for every individual breath, life also gets better.. The more we try, the more we push along even in our darkest of times, the more rewarding life becomes.
We all have scars, a history we cannot bear, but we need to put that behind us. And we all get judged by something that cannot be changed, but we need to just ignore those judges.We constantly feel we aren’t good enough, and we lose courage, and hope and faith in simply what the truth is. Others forever tear us down, even those that did it unintentionally and unknowingly, and it just hurts so so bad.
Sometimes in life, bad things happen and sometimes in life, those bad things cost us lives. Sometimes it is our fault, other times it is not, but no matter what, we always seem to blame ourselves. We blame ourselves for even trying and are mad at our mistakes. We blame ourselves for breaking hearts, and we blame others for breaking ours. It hurts, it hurts bad, and it gets harder every single time.
For me, lately it’s been the knife that I been resorting to. (not literally a knife, but what the knife represents) I’ve felt just so weak the past few weeks, I’ve been getting quite stressed, and I’ve just been completely ignoring the things I have written here on my blog and my Instagram account.